June 15, 2024

My, my, my, X.
Wind-chimes braid themselves
up and down my core,
shivers down my spine, fingers spaced apart.
My center solidifies and my mind melts—
a proper malfunction…
.
Sometimes I wonder if he sees me.
I see him.
No pressure, no law.
I need X for certain things,
he needs me for certain things.
.
It won’t last,
I hold on to the now.
Let go.
Lean…
.
I think we can be good for each other.
I reject the law
that says only permanence has worth.
Connection is enough,
even if it shifts and dissolves.
.
Our fingertips touch—
flashing life, lust, tenderness.
I’ve never seen his eyes before.
I recognize his touch as my own.
I remember the caress of every lover.
.
I don’t know him
But his wild is my wild.
I honor what we are,
without demanding what we are not.
I want.. I don’t receive..
I’m too solid
There’s something I’d..
I can see..
If he falls

I Turn Void

Gasping for your air
I turn void
I cave in
Absorbed by your flesh
Seeking words of salvation
a cure to the spell
Fatal devotion
I’ll rage without it
Won’t care about anything else

The One Who Stayed Grounded

He aroused me till numb

My heart sedated by his insanity

Caught me mid-revelation

Reaching for me at the height of his vision

.

I wanted him to come with me

But he wasn’t that type of guy

It pained him to watch me as I’d fly

Still front and center he’d release me wild

He ached to carry me whenever I fell

.

Rubbed me up with aloe vera

And intuitive kisses to heal

Wanted to make it well

Fading as I opened to it

Defeated in the win

So I held him also in sin.

Someone

Rooted into my soul,

he was vital, he oppressed

Potent love,

a bold kind.

Violent

His tongue barbaric

Puissant hand in hand

But he needed me.

I needed him—

I was afraid to say.

He held me.

He told me,

he’d keep me safe.

Shielding my power with his power

He was my someone

He was someone

Intention

She and I marry as she loosened her hair

I was warm between her legs

She was home

Welcoming

I loved to please her

I willingly submitted

She knew she was my baby

I knew how to make her come back

She was my intuition

Our whispering heads

Dancing heart

She played tug of war

Passioned

Me

I made love

She is my intention

Funny

Laughing hyenas have misunderstandings and particular landings

As the way that I move

It’s too smooth you say

Much too runny

Masked in funny

An instrument for disaster

Their hidden laughter

Wades

Through the Carnivora 

Beyond the many wishes

So I beg to land in forgiveness

To set in stone my sins to flesh and

Move from what’s told to win again

The Wall

A woman staring at a wall

Holds heartships, big time worry

No memory on Wednesdays

Her equilibriums all tired out

She wears and tears the seeds of a woman

She’s been staring at that wall damn near my whole life