Peonies & Pearls

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  • wider

    wider

    some people are not built in small weather. they do not feel in teaspoons. they do not love in clean measurements. they do not move through the world with the polite distance of someone who has learned to make the heart decorative. they arrive with the tides in them. with storms pressed behind the ribs. with a mind that keeps…

  • undertow

    undertow

    you came in soft, like evening rain, with ocean eyes and quiet pain. i let you move beneath my skin, the way the tide moves slowly in.

  • not yet

    not yet

    not yet. let the night last a little longer. let the rain keep speaking against the glass. let the candle burn low without anyone noticing.

  • asleep

    asleep

    thank you for letting me in. not into your bed. not into the heat two bodies trade in the dark. not into the nearness people keep mistaking for closeness.

  • the blueprint

    the blueprint

    Most people want carefully. They want in small amounts, in deniable amounts, in portions sized to be survivable if the wanting is not returned.

  • tide

    tide

    Water does not argue with the world. It does not arrive clenched, armored, determined to prove itself against every stone. It does not mistake resistance for purpose. It does not confuse noise with power.

  • already

    already

    There are people who make time feel almost indecent. Not because they take too much of it, but because no amount of it is ever enough.

  • intimacy

    intimacy

    there is a kind of intimacy that has nothing to do with being touched. it begins much later than desire.

  • the honey

    the honey

    I do not think love is proven by how badly you need someone. Need can be hunger. Need can be fear. Need can be the body mistaking loneliness for devotion. Love is quieter than that.

  • silk

    silk

    Some endings arrive like a lover leaving before sunrise. No slammed doors. No final thunder. Just the quiet disappearance of warmth from the sheets.