bare like skin after
shining boys
drive sleep away
beneath sweat
some moons tell about him
through drunk delicious vision
yet i dream by the book
blue was,
can be
a winter flood
freezing these tiny soul lights
we are essential as
frantic dresses ripped in a
turbulent kiss
there is nothing in the sky
to heed your whisper
this may be my god
your kiss in the morning
after i have slept all night
beside your breathing
the second