Weave

i weave tension
as eyes made contact
as our stare shapes
fantasy and eruption
we are careless
we destroy out of delight
our passion with walls poured pride
we became one another’s prey
i am dancing on the world
you buillt it with the grit between our souls’ teeth

Iridescent flesh

Oh iridescent flesh

what reveal you of me

oh moon eyes you never cast a blink

so nodding

accepting

the picture so loving

the picture of bristle fingertips

how high will you go to count

those of others those of mother’s

Oh patches of wild

you may never be read but all passes

all too soon starts anew