I kiss his cold lips
And feed him my salty tears.
Dead Boy does love me.
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In the Attic of my Mind
19 Nov 2015 Leave a comment
in Poetry, Uncategorized Tags: attic, death, frozen, haiku, illusion, loss, love, poem, poet, poetry, thoughts, waiting, wanting
Say boy, are you dead?
Lips of blue and fingers cold.
I will lie with you.
Hibernating Haiku
01 Nov 2015 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: cold, frozen, haiku, heal, healing, hybernating, hybernation, loss, love, poem, poet, poetry, winter
In love we will sleep,
Like a pond under winter.
Waiting for its thaw.
