Ice

I know 
I do
I think
maybe hope
that you
do too
it’s that
gap that
makes things
like this
even possible
questions questions
this gap
that I
speak of
causes us
to either
stay away
or draw
ever closer
just like
the edge
of ice
at the
waters edge
does one
dare to
step or
simply wait
until one
knows that
it can

LoveAndWriting

In love 
and writing
to me
are synonymous
for when
doing both
I am
only honest
and naked
naively hopeful
Yes it
hurts but
only ever
after after
ever after

Intimate (for SweetPea)

And standing 
there moist
in towel
you iron
the days
armor as
I sit
sipping watching
wondering knowing
that soon
you will
dress but
in brief
shy interludes
I will
see flesh
that only
the intimate
ever do

Hole

I had and now 
I don’t and this
gaping hole once filled
lays open I peer
into its depths looking
for the bottom thinking
how on earth did
it get so deep
as to never again
be filled but avoided

I’llWalkThanks

I am admittedly 
shy having been
bitten so often
I no longer
bleed it’s not
how many times
I get thrown
from the horse
but how many
times I decide
to climb on
at this point
I’ll just walk
it’s much easier
and less painful