the difference: four love haiku

the difference between

feeling a part and falling

apart is a word


the difference between 

being seen and understood

your eyes recognize


the difference between

being heard and being hurt 

is just a word


i still recognize

your eyes in mine, your smell on

me, your touch burns skin


Call Me By My Name

i am not your girl

sweetheart sexy babe or babes

(i am not to blame)


i am not your sweet

perfume, candy coated rain

(you should be ashamed)


i am not the one

you’ll love and leave (heart aflame)

call me by my name