Archive for the Prose Category
27 Jun 2019,
Jesse Falk
You lean into my kiss
with whispered breath
and soft exhalations
across your lips
I stand, tip-toed,
whisky-warmed
and eyes-closed
drinking you all in.
21 Jun 2019,
Jesse Falk
Man of Mystery
hovers breathlessly over me
eyes aflame
burns from stem to root
I shake
with torturous anticipation
and turn to ashes
in his arms.
16 Mar 2019,
Jesse Falk
A shadow dance;
I swallowed you up into my dark
and therein, the mass of your infliction
grew heavy as it coalesced
under my breast-
taking shape.