You don't have to know the words, I can sail to and discover you without them because all you encompass is the only compass I truly need. All the maps and stars, all the navigated roads will play the chords to fillus with secret timbres. I can hold you closer and press against the places far beyond skin, where your body becomes more to me, symbols and fragments plucked from the dialects we have sewn together, mythologies...

Overwhelmed, our vulnerable hearts fill up, fragile from the weight of emotion,yet there is no collapse or implosion,only the soundless falling of a single tear.A drop in the ocean without noise or ceremony,I can feel it reverberating somewherein the voice that I know and a stranger's cold echolies the silence of letting so much of myself go.Letting them go is a release so profound,I am always surprised that something so...

Stay just out of reach or fully contoured to me, I'll want you the same, but with different aches. I may never know more than what your skin chooses to tell. And you may not yet know this distance, the inklings of what you cannot touch, following and filling the reservoirs resting between us, inside us. You may have never known the way longing can violently sweep through your seams, or the dark rivers desire can cave us i...

I can ripple through one season but never touch the others,keep their curious shapes as indescribable strangers once the snow begins to melt.You must never let them cling to me,they would be surrogates to you that I may never be able to relinquish,even though I've wondered countless times.To be the wind sweeping over your bedwhen it climbs through your windows in Spring,the water beading along your form and tangling hair...

Sometimes I don't know how to say things. It's always been a problem of mine, meaning the people who get close to me think that I can see the outsides of things and never the mysterious textures beneath. I can see them, the countless shapes of things inside that spiral and collide with one another and constantly form anew. I can see them and feel the energies they are made from. But the words, once formed, have trouble le...

I can fill almost every hollow upon and inside you, it's what I can't touch that will stay with me the most. Like a lover's spark nestling within to never leave the place you built. The sound can become a bullet and blade perfectly edged with the velocityto separate skin, to split petals, to clutch a novena while another name is placed over me. You taught me everything I need to know about how to draw blood from a stone....

There's already hesitation in your eyes as the car begin to slow down. I can feel it, your hand squeezing mine, the other on the steering wheel. Just a light clamp of pressure like that from familiar skin can say in seconds what hours of conversation may still dance around. I want to tell you that we don't have to do anything. We can turn around and go back to our separate beds and sleep next to who we're spending our liv...

I touch you as natives once did when first reaching for fire, subdued by the mystery and chaos born from such stillness in objects. Your presence is calm air suddenly expanding, heating and spilling the random flickers of shadows upon the cold canyon walls,  living dark reflections dancing along stone. I watch you the way they must have, as if we've harvested some sacred power straight from the sun and stars for our own s...

Steer me through rivers and tunnels, through the searing heavens to claim you, inside you as naturally as roots embedded, speared throughout the earth. Wind and tangle around this need,until I have sight for no one else, until no other longing envelopes me. Play me just once now as the song you want, delicate hands plucking notes within, making a chorus of the air I expel, keeping this tune jealously to ourselves, wrappin...

I wanted to know the electricity shooting, the bolts through the flesh containing you, the limbs that slowly dance in my presence, where my fingertips are vague upon you at first. Hesitant passengers traveling along you, on the cusp of a new language, picking up the native tongue when your neck cranes, welcomes me to cross one border after another. The ferocity and speed with which you grew so close to me trembled, tensed...

We always knew it would come to this,the lost code sealed between our lips,the symbols along my pores should tell you thatyou're so much more than skin.Your eyes were like soft lampssweeping over me then,stilled in travels once unceasing,I was a new terrain for you to explore.A valentine to carve and chisel a new home from,where your hands could excavate secrets,wander along the smoldering ruins of what relentlessly march...

The flame flickering within is you, stowed away in a precious cornerwhere I feel your heartbeat vibrate through the earth and into me. A thunder my bones will always succumb to, the tapping along flesh before diving and swimming in my blood. Too much springs from here to say out loud, so you must know the aching whenthe universe pauses to narrow and swell, reshape within the timid silences before communion. Because too mu...

No matter how far you've retracted into yourself,I can still see what you are in the dark, all the ways we knew how to stay warm, the stories that can no longer keep you safe. Things between us that remainsilent like a reluctant pact. The name trying to imprint itself upon you may be more sweet and pure, but I never needed blood or ink or to be inside you to stay devoted. I still want us to wake up together, slip beneath...

You and I will become a flurry of skin to skin,I never knew the heat you were capable of eliciting,the friction of bare and smooth surfaces can burnus alive with unrelenting immediacy.Just do not let me go.I want everything that makes youto sail and sing through me,mimic my every rhythm when I'm one breathaway from even knowing them.The trails my lips make along you,delicate tissues quivering underneath,little flicks and...

I know the power blooming inside just a single whisper. The dangers awaiting beneath the valleys of your skin,where handing over a heart and body have become one and the same. And I never quite say your name, I breathe and exhale it, the letters of your identity forever joined with mine. When I'm alone in the night, you become an incantation, a hushed prayer against the circling darkness, a sound caressing every particle...