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“Bruised lips brush each other
in a fervent evasion of time
while calloused hands
adroitly trace the broken structure
beneath scarred skin.”
-EL
“I could stare into your eyes
all night long because they
shine like newborn stars
greeting the mystic universe
for the first time,
but mine are the blackholes
that blend into the dark
and suppress any light
that lamentably streams by.”
-EL
“Your lips were the noose
lax about my neck
that could have strung me
up with lechery.”
-EL
I didn't realize I was cold until you touched me.
EL
“Your presence purified
the air around me
in heated pulses.”
-EL
“I’ve been troubled
by an invisible fear
and when you crawled
under the bed
to frisk for monsters,
I realized you were
my dreaded demon
that’s been here.”
-EL
“Pairs of cracked lips
tumble upon each other,
frantically squirming about,
creating unusual angles
of air in the space between,
and struggling to interlock
with one another’s mangled
puzzle pieces.”
-EL
“His beer-battered mouth
made its way around
the mounds and valleys
of my body. He traced
forgotten paths that were
hidden away from the world
with calloused hands
that acted as tour guides.
Drunkenly stumbling
and scouring this earth
to finally claim it
for himself.”
-EL
“White linen sheets
are bloodied, contaminated
by the disease
and cannot be unstained
for cleansing them
would rid the invisible
skeleton lover
that resides beside me.”
-EL
“He left roses
on my doorstep
just to trample them
each time he comes in.”
-EL
“Your smile suffocates me;
it’s the sunlight that shines
on the flowers in my lungs
only to discover a meadow
of decaying blooms.”
-EL
“‘I want to save you,’
he told me, ‘I want to rid
the evil that lives within
your sweet soul.’
I believed him. I believed
his cooing undertones. Assumed
he would slaughter my demons,
even sedate my speeding mind.
But I realize, he didn’t
desire anything else
except to be the mighty hero
and conquer the nonexistent.”
-EL
“I find salvation
in the palms of your hands
and God
on your fingertips,
but you’re not
real and I am
irreligious.“
-EL
“Her body reflects an illicit art piece
as each limb roots her to the sanctioned sheets
that are as white as the pope’s robes.
Her back arches and forms the bridge
between her soul’s immortality and my
immorality. God passes between her lips
in a blasphemous cry that can only
be described as my new sacred doctrine.
Glistening beads not only rain down on her
temple, but they baptize my lurid sins
while fueling the lewdness of the night.
Others cannot and will never experience
the wrath that succumbs to serenity,
the burden of answered prayers,
or the heaven that is her.”
-EL
“The only way to
forget you is to replace
your hands with his two.”
-EL
“She stepped off the cliff
expecting the stars
to catch her falling breath
and carry her away
to the mother moon,
but the stars cannot hold
just as she cannot fly.”
-EL
“I could play sad symphonies
on your collarbones
as we lie in bed,
surrounded by waves
of cotton, sea foam
dripping from our mouths,
chins, and fingers,
electric currents sweeping us away
to the pillow beaches.
Morning sun rays
tan our skin as we lie,
in bed,
and whisper ‘I love you.’”
-EL
“And I’ll dump glitter in my eyes
just to see if you’ll finally say
they sparkle like the night sky.”
-EL
