Who is he?
This man I only know up close?
Does he know me? And if so,
who is this woman, this me he knows?
We have an odd situation, he and I, like a fantasy played out on a stage,
a performance, a curtain call and
I know the up-close, the heat, the physical
yet when I see him from a cool distance,
I don't know him.
He becomes someone else with someone el...
Saturday 12th June 2021 2:21 pm
You've already left.
537 miles North of me, of us.
I'll ruffle up to join you in four (agonising) weeks
but to my unconcerned shame,
I'm too sad to sleep in that bed without you, too ungoverned.
Nostalgia, even the warm kind, is too much feeling for me.
Something about it has always made my lipids curdle
and an unpleasant tickle cloud in my brain.
The street ou...
Tuesday 30th March 2021 9:40 am
No need to talk of love
Some things are better left unsaid
I didn’t tell you then
And I can hardly tell you now
Although some days I find the thought hanging on my lips
Deep inside I’ll say the words
I can see them like hot breath on a cold night
Though I can’t say them out loud
Better to wait for darker days
For eulogies perhaps,
For talking about the ...
Thursday 18th February 2021 6:53 pm
I think of you, chastise myself,
And press your name away
Ignoring, stubbornly, the fact,
You’re present every day
I don’t ask why I cannot help
But seek your commentary
On every task, or smile of mine-
A wish I cannot bury
I say, embarrassed at myself,
That this affair ends now.
This fantasy, this made-up game,
I cannot keep allowing
Saturday 16th January 2021 6:55 pm
Just the right amount of squeeze
at my hip
of a lemon
on the pasta we craft for each other
of the sponge he knows I don’t like to touch when wet.
A tongue, a croissant, a bottom smack,
exactly when we wanted one
A well-timed tease, balletically treading that tightrope line
from this now, to the next, to the next to the next please
Moments studded above our ...
Saturday 9th January 2021 3:36 pm
Giggles and winks at romantic excess
The mountains seem like overkill yes
I’d said with a grin that shone my delight
And fastened my thighs steel clam-snap tight,
The still of his stare, blue-blazing and prised
By billows of sun emulsified
In bright, surf-swept skies and slick seas of cloud,
Long salted kisses, wet noses bowed,
Saturday 9th January 2021 12:58 pm