Scattered Pages

She was a supernova

Her thoughts
Created
Constellations
Of lost empires
And ancient kingdoms.
Every time
She talked of
Paper dreams,

“You can never be her!”

Tasting
Your mouth
With blood and passion

She pledged
In front of the altar
Of love and decay
Never to keep weeds
Wrapped at her feet
Again. Continue reading Bound no more

I dream

Of tempests

Carrying radiant rays

Of purple stars.

Eyes

That

Melt

Words

Left

Unspoken

Lips

Unlocked.

If only
You could have
Read
Between
The lines Continue reading So much ink

Yes,
I promise to swallow
Dying stars
And rotten galaxies.
Yes, Continue reading Wedding vows

you kissed me
goodnight
signalling the planets
above my head Continue reading My spaceman