grant me

and I, so green in life
question my wild efforts
there they see me hesitate
and I, so blinded by disguise
they alone win my honesty --
those eyes are out to sea

i'd hope

a woman will wait
bending and rotating
with no voice to shout
in blue rooms of time
exhaling the memories
of all he ever gave

case

kissed by a runaway
watch the ghosts dance
in the space between us
constantly in a darkness
your eyes, they hold me

untitled

those eyes give my youth hope
but the danger of my pulse
paralyzes my step within
i hear your song; i feel a warmth --
the dance of my silence

questions

say i braided fair
in exposed expression,
you bare your teeth;
foolish by the question -
how in costume i grew

into the patchwork -
and now you whisper