Tag Archives: Topaz Winters

The Sun’s First Gift to Her Lover

tell me the name you chose for dawn(eyelids flutter soft solitude)i know no greater joy than honeysuckle song(no brighter blush)nor the pronunciation of light(always falling always falling)kiss like a sun aglow with melody kiss like you know the taste of … Continue reading

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Lovesong to the Coming Storm

she holds up the sky with one streetlight hand, clutches your heart in the other. too dark to make out fragile, handle with care, and so she tears you apart before you can taste the power outage. kisses you back … Continue reading

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Quell

It goes something like this: / she and I are in the hospital. Then we are in the car. / Then we are in the hospital / again, only now she is talking to herself and the ghosts and me … Continue reading

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