vernalagnia

thrust
back your
head
           darling, let me in--
you're making this so
  hard
for me. I must be
crazy/daft/mad
or i wouldn't put up with--
( shadows moving on the satin earth )
chase me with your fingers,
all arching
in the crescent moon, spilling
over
    -- don't
forget who you are, remind me who
i am --


take me down
    to the river
in the deep dark

let me drink
you

rusty [crappy poetry]

you think
you know what lonely means
until
you bump into someone
in the long hallway
find the courage
( find your voice--rusty ) to
wearily apologize--

there isn't the awkward
dancing eyes that you
expected, nor the
awkward smile--

they did not feel it.
save your breath.