My Kryptonite

Don’t come any further, your proximity makes me weak.
I have no defense against this magnetism.
It’s a dangerous, delicate dance we’re in.
Each step closer, a glancing blow.
I fracture under the strain.

To my love

I want to feel your arms around me. Enclose me in their strength.
Hold me in this moment. My questions then will cease.
Pull me tight against your chest. Brush the hair back off my face.
Place kisses there upon my brow, and let me linger in that place
Of comfort and of safety. You’ve been my beacon through the storm.
I want your body now against me, more than words to keep me warm.
If I shiver there in your embrace, it’s not the cold I feel,
But the rapture of your presence. Draw close and hold me still.
I’m like a bird that has been caged, I have the urge to fly.
But it’s to you I chose to go. You are the reason why
I dream the dreams I left behind, the ones I never thought I’d see.
This hope-filled future you made real by what you see in me.
So never ever let me go. It’s in your eyes that I
Will soar to places I’ve never known, and reach beyond the sky.

Object of My Affection

Object of my affection,
you take a new face today,
A smile that’s unfamiliar,
a gaze through which I sway.
Your arms have never held me,
yet in their strength I crave
To be bound. Enclose this hunger
I’m not able to evade.
Brush slowly with your kisses
away the thought of lovers past.
Lead me in this maze of new
by the timbre of your laugh.

Siren Song

My call draws him ever closer,

Yet with all my strength, I push away.

Held to where he must not follow,

My heart longs only to stay.

Ravaged ships lay all about me;

I’m to blame for their demise.

With each silent breath, I grow weaker;

My only life lay in these lies.

So I sing to my own ruin;

I sing my greatest pain.

His death or mine will greet the ‘morrow.

This siren’s curse will sting again. 

I wrote this over a year ago as part of a tragic love story I was working on.