my hands are wet with your memory

the scent of your love
…at least
the dream of it

“what would you feel like?”

I wonder…

eyes close and mind goes

to those places of hide and seek
we used to play with our words

cut to the chase
do you want me

or not

my body speaks in tongues
languages only you can understand
but in order to translate
you must touch

and you are too far away

I can’t feel, and I need to,

and I feel

my hands are sticky with the answer


~ Em C.


Rang Dead

I wait just inside the cemetery gate
a lifetime short and a day too late
the mist rolls over unshorn green
that crawls in waves, spirits unseen

Your name freshly carved in script
on a tombstone glittering granite
I trace cold rock with my warm lips
wishing to drink you in ethereal sips

But dry as the bones of your body
this crypt is nothing but empty
like my heart that leaked all its heat
with each pulse of your slashed veins

No amount of my love was enough
to stop you from ending yourself
I could not fix your chronic pain
nor save you from your own disdain

If you only believed me, my love
if you only believed in your worth
all too evident in my green eyes
you could not convince me otherwise

As the crows perch with knowing
on the treetops under sky snowing
I sang to you our song in blue notes
that rang dead in the moonless night

~ E



Awoke this morning
wishing I was your sun,
rising over your face,
rays caressing your skin

To be one single photon,
unrivaled happiness
encountering your flesh,
absorbed in warm bliss

How lucky that light
to enter your eyes
grace you with vision
color your world bright

To be the reason
you open your eyes,
take a deep breath
and let out a sigh,

I would travel time
from my star afar
dimensions irrelevent,
through your window
I would fly

~ Em C.




lanterns lit the sand washed wood
of the dock by the shifting shore

at twilight the fireflies lit messages
speckled spacetime in twinkling lore

from where I was I saw you
walking with your demons arm in arm

to the conversation I was not privy
seems the waves the audience more

as they kissed your dragging feet
the demons and the waves, both

I sipped my sun tea sweet
pondered to stay or to go

while moon rose o’er tempered sea
I let time determine our destiny

your hair blended into the horizon
and I could not ascertain

whether this longing heart was broken

or rather longing for the sea instead

~ EC

Island of One

Island of one
in a world of man
absent of all
nothing to land
my boat on
that travels from
far away times
searching for you
for solid ground
to settle my feet
in the sand of your heart
lie in the heat
of the sun of your soul
peel off my clothes
bury my mind
in your warm naked skin
that holds all of mine
with caresses of senses
that tickle my veins
sending shocks to my heart
leaving scars to say
that you’ve been here before
many times with your lore
of love that burns
all of my core
to smoldering ashes of lust
an ember sparked
sending fire back
to the start
where I launched this boat
searching for you
the island of one

to make it

island of two

~ by EC


“Island of One” ~ Audio



night is drifting darkness

world around in listlessness

souls stirring from paralysis

bodies melting in catharsis

time deluding senselessness

universe expanding limitless

minuscule moments meaningless

having you with me, fearless

speak to me in kisses

lips on lips in missives

lavish me with caresses

spell my name with roses

stare me into weakness

call me things of sweetness

pin me down near helpless

willingly your muse selfless

wrestle me until motionless

suck my skin into redness

thrust your sin into wetness

take me deep into my vastness

lust after my core relentless

swell my portal on your hardness

make me yours in timelessness

fuck me like we’re tomorrow-less

take me to the brink of oneness

let me cum with freeing wildness

taking in your cum with wholeness

together we collapse in blissfulness

your scent I’ll carry, our completeness

your heart I’ll hold in foreverness

universe expands limitless

turning today into tomorrow futureless

at the whim of fancy, we’re powerless

we will love each other,



~ EC