Part Deux...

WANTING
(After Waiting)
(for A.)

i want
to kiss
You
beneath the charred shells
where the bruises are buried.

i want
to breathe
aloe(d) light into the
airless, sepia prisons
where your skittish heart
chafes and then braces for yet another
graceless goodbye.


i want
to touch
You
with still fingers
in every seismic place
from which your suffering draws flailing sustenance.


…but most of all,
i want
to be quiet
while the bottomless (sub)text that looms in you
sings to me in every possible language about the breathtaking girl
iwanttokiss
You


~LB~