Angels In America

I am so sad, something just fell apart.
I'm sorry. I usually say fuck the truth, but mostly the truth fucks you.
I see something else about you... 
oh? 
Deep inside you, there is a part of you, the most inner part, entirely free of disease.
That isn'true.
Threshold of revelation.

Lemon Tree

It was rather 
beautiful; the way he
put her insecurities to
sleep.
The way he dove into 
her eyes and starved
all the fears
and tasted all the
dreams she kept
coiled beneath her
bones.