Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Juniper

Juniper (click to enlarge)

Under a blanket
with holes throughout
nobody sees in
but Juniper looks out

she whispers

come under with me
and together we'll hide
hold me in the darkness
there will be no outside

where people are cruel
and winters are cold
where I don't fit in
and every thing's sold

climb inside
we're two hands in a glove
fingers entwined
because you are my love

Split-apart (a poem under the bed)


My body trembles
at the touch of your hands
moving over me
like Willow strands

My body for you
while a tear runs free
because it's not enough
to keep you with me

Tightness in my chest
an ache in my heart
wherever you go
you're still my split-apart


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