can_i_touch_your_face Traveller with my lips, my voice, my heart. can I touch you, with strings sounding heart broken? the small keyboard i type on, and the small heart i beat with. 081030 ... In_Bloom I did one night some long time ago Underneath the stars you laid across my lap and told me how safe you were We made that possible for each other under hellish circumstances, stolen hours from the rest of our worlds I stroked your hair, your brow and traced the slope of your nose There was no need to acknowledge the tears you wet my knees with and traced into designs with your fingertips until they evaporated, part of me It was fine because you excused my own tears which touched down across your painted back and caused you to shiver Comfort in silence- we had that Comfort in naked but chaste skins- we had that too *Look, the Moon! Look, the Sun!* Yes, some things are worth cherishing Yes, I remember your face 081031 ... . ode to Secret James 090624 ... danny beautiful trust that proves trust by allowing it no cataclysm. stay, stay, no recoil, loosen back up and perceive the warmth and safety of this moment, this hand, this face. the case for fear is overstated. 090624 ... the lights child the softness of your skin against the back of my fingers I cup your cheek, your chin, your temple in my palm I touch my lips to your temple, your eyelid, the soft bristles of an 8 day growth you close your eyes in the heaven of my hand and I, watching your face, am in bliss 090624 what's it to you? who go blather from