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her lips, sweet of vodka
tonics carved thoughts into my mind
of how we twisted fate, like legs
sprawled between tangled bed sheets
weaving soft smoke lovely among our fingers.
broken from walking over jagged memories
with silent tongues, we lay beautiful.
beautiful like how the sun slipped through cracked
blinds and gently masked her face. and,
her gilded eyes grinned almost as delicately
as her round smile. we loosened
dusty throats and wrinkled faces over
tight smiles. pierced the air with clipped tongues
only to speak words crippled by fear.
she gripped my heart with
warming hands and twisted veins
that tore me open, cold, deep, afraid.

all I could ever do was smile.

Chocolate Memories II

she smiled when she was alone
because, she
thought of you.
a thin, weak smile
almost silent, like the dusty scratch of
a record before the music plays.
she smiled chocolate memories
wrapped thick in dreadlocks
and smoke.
memories of when you
touched her skin gently
and traced her, like
light, gilding her beauty.
her cocoa-buttered hips stirred like
full forced revolutions.
and sweet lips like brown sugar
pressed against yours.
yours made her smile.

A Year In Memory

Shutters snap memories,
frozen in time
like ambered wasps
captured in their innocence.
Your hands grasped moments,
as if we were stories
etched in stone.
and at times,
we were content speaking in silence.
in clasping arms and swollen smiles, [and]
a hug and a kiss goodbye.

chocolate memories

He was shaken down
like forgotten mountains, because,
her hips did that.
They swayed up clear
storms like silent revolutions,
and stirred clouds of anger sweetly
like brown sugar in freshly
ground coca. Always smelling
wonderful. Yet, the heat
burned his tongue.