Intimacy

Two months of falling
have built to this moment.
Her lips land ever so delicately.
On his.

My Blind, Ignorant Love

My chest burns from being force-fed
Raw atmosphere.
I feel my shoulders begin to bruise
From the straps of my lifesaver.
No one warned me this would
Hurt so much.

Their First Unfolding

Other readers have skimmed
her tear-soaked chapters with disinterest,
but he bathes in each letter.