Submissions by MgAl

The days have brought out merciless suns
and our faces bathe in punishing heat,
so I anticipate the eventual fall
of the burning star, and evening's call,
the starlight weave the night has spun
above the outlines of our feet.

Sleep casts its spell on you again,
your face speaks of hushed peace;
what a shame you can't see
the silver-painted beauty
of the moon glancing upon you when
your cheeks are aglow with smiling peaks.

I'd watch you sleep forever and a day,
and picture all your dancing dreams,
because...

He said he was a poet

and I'm a sucker for a man with an aching pen
and a knack for ink and wordplay,
so I let him use me as his empty page
to scribe electric words on my fluid body and skin
that left me writhing in absolute
numbness,
euphoria,
from words crafted by the breath of his imaginative lips,
leaving volumes and volumes of the melting hours,
in perfect synchronicity with his body vernacular,
till no inch of me was left unwritten,
as he smirked at his speechless, gasping masterpiece.

not bad for...