Submissions by tirasunil

In your stare I see the endless sun,
golden, brilliant, slowly come undone –
measure out the starlight in your bones
before you measure out the known unknowns.
In your voice I hear a silent sound,
something in it softly come unbound –
silky murmurs dripping from your tongue
string threads like seams until we both are strung.
On your skin I feel an early cool,
shades of  moisture from a wading pool –
slick and wet and sliding deep in thought
small dew-spots form, submerging us in blots.
    As I lie here in pieces, falling through,
    pull...