Tagged: touch

there is a ripple

there is a ripple
in every memory, it
reverberates out,

touches other memories,
sensing them to be lighthouses
.
20211030:2058
y

we lose track, lose touch,

we lose track, lose touch,
can’t find our way back to one
another, stumble

towards purpose, meander
for a meaning, hands growing numb
.
20210818:0416
y

in quarantine, we

in quarantine, we
can still send roses, though nothing
you’ve touched have i touched
.
20200607:1039
y

on day thirty-four,

on day thirty-four,
everything looked
newly old and
agedly new –
we abstained
from leaving
any prints
.
20200425:2320
y

grazing six-eighty-

for every sunset,

you are trying to

every morning, we

every morning, we
stumble upon new
universes, simply
in the way we rub
off on one another
.
20160403:1555
y

because i am

because i am
lucky, your hands
are always the perfect
degree of soothing
to my heart. because
you are lucky, there
is always an exposed
piece of me that
responds, full tilt
.
20151211:0356
y

between touching you

between touching you
and not touching you is an
itch – after a long

absence, the body is dumb,
pauses for recognition
.
20150927:0136
y