Test Me Just Once More

That night, Yeah that one, my thumb wrapped around your thong. I thought If I pushed hard enough you'd understand how deep My feelings ran. Kisses on cars, Hands in hair, Or was it grass? The sky and the pavement Bled together. Lights ran away Danced across my view Framing you. I held you So… Continue reading Test Me Just Once More

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That night. You know the one.

I want to hold you Half baked On a hilltop in Sheffield Hold you and tell you With little pieces of me dripping From my words I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you Until there's nothing left Until I am nothing Nothing but ash Settling on your… Continue reading That night. You know the one.

Poems for Niamh

Pouring salt water places it should not be They left their perfume then They left you Calvin Klein In2you Her, ironic. Each morning I drown myself in the smell of the first time we met, in the smell of the first time I touched your hair, in the smell of the first time I cut… Continue reading Poems for Niamh

Poetry Under Pressure

This was wrote during a rather intense Miesner activity at Rose Bruford. I kind of liked it, unrefined and unfinished. We burned up like an asteroid in the atmosphere. We burned up like an astronaut's incorrect equation. We burned up like two lovers too close to the sun, too close To the souls of each… Continue reading Poetry Under Pressure