Rib Bones

Inhale
The soft-spoken lips of morning crackle like
Dusty vinyl over the skin of your cheekbones
Exhale
Tattered breaths ripped by dust motes
Balanced precariously on tendrils of honey light
Inhale
The space between
Limbo of what could be
Exhale
Remember me
A ghost hand plays across rib bones and
You start to breathe

Lani's Poems #2

Newness opens up before me like clean paper

Void of superficial and intrinsic scars

I am silenced like new snow fallen upon softened leaves

Fear of breaking virginity

Untouched whiteness

Overwhelms me like insanity

Lani's Poems #1

Hey all,

If you read my book sneak-peek-y thing, you will know that my character Lani writes poems from her perspective. I'll be sharing a few here :)

#1

To love a girl

With every ounce of feather

Softness between my fingertips

To hear the tinkling of laughter as

She tosses the cashmere of her hair back

The arc and swell of cresting strawberry waves

To count the freckles on her back and

Connect the dots like constellations

To build a fort of dreams laced

Between sheets

I wonder

If I’m drawn to feathers to evade past bricks

Her

I needed her like
The ocean needed the shore
In a pulsating way
Eternal desire
A gentle throbbing, persistent and infinite
My tears like hurricanes raised over
Her white ocean back
I stretched like vulnerability
To the way her eyes creased when she laughed
I'm a shipwreck on her unblemished sands
But still our roots have the same fibres
She knows me like the sand knows
Every crest and fall of the water's melody
She understands the need to run until
Legs cease their function
The search for newness escapes her lips
Like a prayer
And I watch her mouth form around an infinite desire
We crash into each other
Her and I
Two oceans searching for the same shore

Rain-drenched Happiness

Pregnant droplets heavy with desire

Pummel the pane of overhead windows

Through double-walled tenacity of shelter

I am protected from the storm with a warm heart and a scorching fire

And the promise of sunshine blending out the grey areas

To stop dreading greyness and to cease hatred of rain

Opens skin to sunlight unseen, unheard of

Whispers tiptoes of happiness on the backs of despair

Leaving footprints of comfort in the protection from coldness 

Pregnant droplets heavy with desire

Dance on the pane of my overhead window

And though I should fear an imminent flood

A soft smile plays on lips refusing to be drenched

Summertime

I want to run my hands along your back
Like sailboats on swelling waves of ocean
I want to run my fingers through your hair
Like golden fields of copper wheat
In blistering summer heat
I want to run away with you
Maybe sleep against the mouth of the ocean
I would hold you like you mean something
Because in the curve of your smile I've found happiness
In the palm of your hand I placed myself
And I will lie here as the ocean
Breaks and cracks over my skin
And wait for the summer, wait for endless time and infinite nights
I placed myself in the palm of your hand
And I'm waiting for your fingers to close over mine