Islands

showering drunken kisses

upon her wet

lips

the night burns

with fire and wine

she says she’s ugly

that somehow

she’s not good enough

but i can’t keep

my hands off her

breathless

and wild

there’s nothing more i want

than to take her

in my arms

and make us one

surrounded by neon ghosts

i don’t care about

what’s out there

it’s what’s inside that matters

the madness

and beauty

of two stars colliding

for stars are what we are

shining

in the darkness

alone

together

forever

6 replies »

  1. Lovely poem! I completely relate to the woman who never feels beautiful, worthy, etc. regardless of how many times my husband says otherwise. You are a great writer. 🙂

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