Intimate Poetry

Xenial

By Ryan Ranney|2017-08-22T00:27:09+00:00December 22nd, 2016|Intimate Poetry|

I was a stranger to your bed
you had welcomed me to
I was a foreigner to your world
you had opened up to me.

In that last stab at life
to dance with trust
to reveal yourself
to make our souls […]

By Ryan Ranney|2017-08-22T00:27:09+00:00October 27th, 2016|Intimate Poetry|

Not with idle hands
was this formed
that we would know
our tender love

How else could it be
that all prayers find their way
into one answer
spoken?

I feel the history
that cannot be felt in any other manner

Embers kiss the gate […]

By Ryan Ranney|2017-08-22T00:27:09+00:00October 26th, 2016|Intimate Poetry|

Virtuous Woman

I stand in the darkness of my own creation
wraith unbound
It is that my eyes were aflame
with all that I may consume

The cold, the heat, the island ye even death
that which uncomforts a man
are the […]

By Ryan Ranney|2017-08-22T00:27:10+00:00September 14th, 2015|Intimate Poetry|

In these our darkened days
where harlots play
with truth

I cannot help but imagine
our morning embrace
with grace upon us

When cold rains fill the sky
and clouds adrift along roads
there the […]

By Ryan Ranney|2017-08-22T00:27:11+00:00June 2nd, 2015|Intimate Poetry|

Did you see the fire
when it sparked
When ashes and burnt offerings
began to glow
another ember?

Did you see the corner
where destiny turned
with voices speaking softly
of what was to come?
[…]

By Ryan Ranney|2017-08-22T00:27:15+00:00April 4th, 2015|Intimate Poetry|

From many lives unto many lives,
We have walked together.

From the beginning,
we have sought each other out.

Over and over we have fallen… seeking.

I set aside all that is in our time now.
I set aside all progress,
all […]