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Kiss me 

breathless.

Brush my hair 

from your eyes 

and hold my hand 

like it is your 

last hope. 

Kiss me 

dizzy. 

Smile your secrets 

across the room 

and teach me 

how easy it is 

to fly. 

Kiss me 

hungry. 

Cement yourself 

to my soul 

and leave your 

fingerprints along 

my spine. 

I ask for so little, 

beloved. 

Only that you 

kiss me. 

Paradox

I give advice 

that I hope 

you don’t take, 

sing a punchline 

when I’d rather 

weep,

I sell my 

laughter for cream 

in my coffee,

don’t tell me 

that good things 

aren’t cheap.

I water flowers 

that bloom in 

the desert,

fold socks 

into unmated 

pairs,

I scream 

soliloquies 

into my pillow,

and am shocked 

to find nobody 

hears. 

I’m just 

a picture 

of all that I 

once was,

I hope that 

you don’t mind 

the view, 

I keep on 

changing, 

the channels 

are flipping, 

But darling, 

you still feel 

like you. 

Adrenaline

I will 

never be 

an adrenaline 

junkie- 

extreme sports 

hold no magic 

for me. 

I have never 
understood 

feeling 

too safe, 

having to 
invent 

new ways 

to put myself 

in danger, 
aching 
for the fear 
to tell me 
I am still 
alive. 

The quiver 

in my stomach 

doesn’t hold 

arrows 

or butterflies, 

it barely holds 

my lunch. 

Every morning, 

hands clasp 

too tightly 

and a plane 

dives into 

the sea. 

Driven

Tell me something, love, 

and let us paint 

the ceiling 

with our laughter. 

Roll down 

your windows 

and play me 

the music 

of all of my memories. 

We will sing, 

offbeat and 

out of tune- 

the only key we need 

is already 

in the ignition, 

and we will not 

linger at lights 

long enough 

to feel the stares 

we must be getting. 

Get in the car, beloved, 

and leave 

all of our problems

in the rear view mirror. 

All we need 

is this. 

Puddlejumper

Maybe I always 

jump in 

too quickly, 

and perhaps 

my feet are 

cold and wet,

but darling, 

what fun 

is the rain 

if we do not 

dance in it? 

What good 

is a bed 

if you are 

not here 

to keep me 

warm? 

Sleep on It

If they take the bed, 
we will sleep on the floor. I 
need no sheet but you. 

Save it For a Rainy Day

On the days 

when even 

the sun 

has grown 

dim, 

when the 

clouds paint 

the sky 

gray, 

and shadows 

threaten 

with open 

mouths, 

I will 

be there, 

too.
When you
cannot
block out
the thunder
of your
thoughts,
and the
lightening scars
do little more
than scare,
beloved,
I will
still be
there. 

Better Out Than In

And I will turn myself 

inside out,

empty myself 

of everything 

I have hidden away 

from Your sight. 

You will see it all. 

Between us, 

there can be 

no secrets.