Your Touch

Your touch Lights a flame Whose drunken tongue Slides across my chest, Whose feverish hands Grasp me In a hot embrace. You ask me Why I’m silent. But your words Are half-deafened By the crackle of fire In my veins. I feel it Smolder in my skin And stifle My breath. You gaze down With … More Your Touch

Before Their Time

Tulips spring From the morbid earth, Their leaves fleshy and green. One by one, Their petals splay, Tender to smell And to touch. And all the while The sun rises On weepy skies And wind-choked streets. Brown and decrepit, The grass lies low, As bulbs beyond count Slumber in ground below. Alone, The tulips stand … More Before Their Time

Godwin’s Love Song

A love song by Sir Godwin Fulcrum from my fantasy series The Ashborne Chronicles: I’ve walked beaten paths Through thorns and thistle While clouds cracked On nights so fickle. I’ve cried in fields Drenched in shadow, Alone, forgotten, Left to fallow.   But never did I know How our love would grow Ere I took … More Godwin’s Love Song

The Pariah

The pariah dons A porcelain smile, Cracked at the corners, Where his clay lips Fall as gentle As the morn, piece By piece. He walks In costumes cut From the same cloth That holds you Close. While it welcomes And warms you, The thread rubs his shoulders Raw. The pariah Stares out of two sinkholes … More The Pariah