Poetry and quote image archive.

i wake in the silence the hollow underneath the noise our backs turned sideways like two people pretending distance could soften what we feel i can sense the turbulence between us the subtle shifts in breathing the tens…

i paint these ways in the fire to walk the pace or to fade i choose to find this where we live in the cracks of the sidewalk and i race between thoughts of desire to be there or to be between and i chase to think to und…

i light you in ways of fire in these moments where i build beyond what actually was beyond the edges of what we touched and what we left unnamed we paint each other in theory to define we instead of who we are i paint y…

i feel the rope the edges of how it grips to touch a void the mark it leaves behind rings of your hands the veins, how they slip i plead to noise to echoes to the way sound carries us the vibration of how we meet in mom…

and i feel how you touch hands atop mine between lines we don’t say in deep nights i fought to reach under lights like this where you find me and i enter this feeling wherever we are time touches us in moments in the me…

in these moments i feel this how it used to be seconds before the wind blew like this we rise from conversations we had in the before in the details in the moments where i could say what i wanted before it broke before …

between walls and streets water and sand i touch you here between years of our currents these waves, how they ride i taste you in theory the theory of us two inside this like water in cracks how we slip how you slide ho…

details in you are where i remember a desire worth longing for something that lingers just beneath skin just beyond words i break into pieces slowly to taste you to touch you to etch you into places i can’t explain we p…

to ease into how i melt by the ways of water i release into the motion of rapids i lean toward i twine myself in my mind wrapping edges of branches like kelp in sand i work for you between the moons we chase at night i …

to touch lights in ways we melt into things we say and words, how they skip between cracks of the streets we walk through on nights where temperature peaks and feels almost at ease i taste to touch to feel, to bask to s…