Of Love and other Scripts

With time

We both have

Successfully turned into

 Method actors in love

Madly committed to our own craft.

It's just that our local movie

Has been banned

For public viewing

For explicit depiction of utopian reality. 

Save the Poem

I populate your memories

Carefully

Within the ordinary species 

Of my boring words

For I know

Every poem is 

An endangered poem

If you're not in it.

Hierarchy

This is as far as I can commit.

Your Love

It seems 

Is above my pay grade.

Clavicle Confession

I can live my whole life

Without any regrets and complains

In the perfectly crafted depths

Of your collarbone.