Glass (Crank 2)

he’ll break my heart because

definitely,

I am totally in love with him.

I listen to the shallow in-and-out

of his breathing, reach

for the warmth of him,

draw it into the bitter cold

well in the pit of my stomach.

I will not sleep tonight.

I will cry.

In the White Shadow of Morning

He reaches for

me. Rains down

on me, showers

me with ecstasy.

My tears fall

upon the pillow,

fall upon his skin.

It drinks them in.

Don’t cry, he

soothes. You know

I love you, will

never hurt you.

But hurt pounds

against me now,

a hammer of pain

beating my heart.

I crawl into his

arms, lay my head

against his shoulder,