Poetry and quote image archive.

fighting words of confinement beyond a shipwrecked truth i called my muse we worked in ways where things became divine i wrote you a prose and called you mine to tackle our tune of broken lightning curled on a couch in …

i lick your tongue to taste the lies deceit on my face with freedom too far i wake in the eve of your sleep eyes shut and mouth out of tune horizons upon our skin the light rings near shadows form beneath your hands how…

in the midst of the fog i stand at guard to bask in the fall of my dreams water topples, vacancy becomes droplets scream in the name of how two could become wastefully we war at our vices haul to our own devices dancing…

Your next relationship defines the last and the last relationship defines your next. Nothing defines your first relationship because nothing compares to it.

we danced atop flowers in scattered glass 
two hollow souls 
four broken ankles 
which could only take you so far

You were nothing but a muse. But a lovely muse.

You had flaws, but they didn’t bother me because love doesn’t follow definition.

crumbling to bits finding drinks in the sand where he left to touch upon a soul with no control i form to thee and leave him dull a worthless sound i soon to realize left eyes in the ground at our feet beginning and pul…

I loved you with different words than you knew and that seemed to scare you.

I went into the new year loving myself in different ways, in a different possibility. It was then that I understood things I hadn’t. It was then that I understood people I hadn’t. We work in ways where sometimes we don’…