MicroPoems Ep. 4

16.

I always play to place,
in face
of the insurmountable weights,
tugging
from yesterday.

***

17.

Encased in crystal drops,
within home’s walls, I part,
donning an upturned eye,
yearning through these waters
in search of you.

***

18.

I await your lips
in water’s reprieve,
arrhythmic beats, trembling
within my sleeve.

***

19.

I freeze
to the thought of leaving;
dreading a return
to your parted presence.

***

20.

I want the world to be empty,
filled by just us two.

***

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MicroPoems Ep. 3

11.

Making the strings sing
relieves me of all pain.

***

12.

In bed, and again
my mind spills,
leaving
only thoughts of you.

***

13.

Time ticks
away, the seconds pass
you’re drawn ever closer.
Friday.

***

14.

Each time you come in,
you destroy all there before.

***

15.

Staccato messages swapped,
a nod to our natural tide
retreating from a false-love’s lust.