Poems from pohseidon
I always imagined us
in our first apartment together
surrounded by boxes full of our things
waiting to be unpacked
in our home
a candle...
I want my ring back
not the engagement ring
but the one you wore around your kneck
played with when you got bored
kissed when it was on my...
what once used to be so endearing, no longer makes my heart beat unevenly.
you no longer make my tongue heavy with words I can't express,...
the gods are angry
they shake my window
with their boisterous voices
they casue my body to tremble in fear
and my eyes to overspill their...
The first time we kissed
the taste of strawberries heavy on my tongue
hands desperate to hold all of you
body aching but curling around you...