Tag: love

things I cannot tell you

I cannot tell you, for example, that I am resting against the ache of not seeing you rise in the morning to sip your coffee at the window or that the prospect of you is the hidden sun in my throat that glows, that pulls … Continue reading things I cannot tell you

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tangled

tonight the sun thought to slip away - secret, unnoticed - but has instead become tangled in the branches of the plum which sways as close to the glow as it might manage - in just the same way I once crossed a kitchen floor … Continue reading tangled

payment

my knowledge of you is not free I pay for it, as one does with any passage - in silences, in glances held in the avid awareness of you alone amongst the crowd, and in relinquishing the oft-sharp joy light must feel in falling upon … Continue reading payment