listen carefully as i clearly state my business
i’m here today to confess my illicit intentions
i admit it; my heart’s been compromised
my unwavering ...
by Pamela Denchfield
Because the child does not have the power to withhold consent, she does not have the power to grant it.--Judith Lewis ...
The midnight coffee beans always remind me of her-
the desk lamp the open laptop the half open window,
the curtains dance softly in wind.
I stare at the ...
My fingers still search that little emptiness
on midnight bed
where once you slept with
your Summer warmth.
Now there lies the other part of me.
In that orange afternoon I first saw you
at that moment I knew you are the woman
after the sleepless nights the scent of you
made me love life ...
The half-buttoned shirt of youth
and the sun burnt brown skin
which still bears the scar of the first kiss
a beating of heart
a slow retreat to darkness
Again with memory failing
Head first into the deep end I dive
Never breaking stride in the race
To return to your side
Spectre of ...
even after the shatter
even after the fall
even after my flesh
was marred and torn by thorns
still as a statue
obsidian heart cradled in my palms
his profile said
he wanted honesty & loyalty & long conversations over dinner with wine
but the tap of his fingers & twist of his lips & and ...