lofted low, beneath
a smiling horizon,
your lover awaits with tantalizing
promise:
a brand
new
day
what has passed
may yet come to pass
for some,
but never for you.
you will miss
the calm whisper of moonshadow
which,
already slips
across this goosebumped skin.
memories
sweeter than summer jasmine’s nightly call
lead me astray,
and errant fireflies
light
the road to abandon.
i should…..
i should return.
return to what I know, but
perhaps home,
is where the wild things grow.
in between
these gasps
of pleasure,
floating
here
with you
in eddies of pure
delight,
i hunger
for nothing.
sliding soft &
ascendant
across a smoky void.
the sky is yours.
I lie awake
roused by a tantalizing touch,
stroking
the beast
inside….
and I throw back my neck
and devour
all
of
you.
yes,
I am still yours.
but,
perchance my honeyed words
of lust
and love
have grasped
a wisp
of your
splendiferousness,
and blasphemous vivaciousness.
,
and
for a moment as dear
as a wasp’s hair,
you,
are mine too.
grace-
imagined.
adoration
misplaced
hope-
…….
and now I wonder,
is your serene glow
but
a reflection of my wonder?
have you dreamt of my fire tipped words
dancing across your virgin lips?
blushing,
but for me?
I think so.
i cannot
not
look to your perfection.
so
fucking
beautiful.
if only to fly beneath
your magic,
i could then,
maybe,
share
in your silent rapture.
how could I not surrender?
why,
would I not devote my will
to yours?
your light
washes me
clean.
beyond
this plane.
beyond the heavens themselves.
beyond everything,
but my dreams….
thank you…
you sweet devilish miracle
I am
yours tonight.
it has been so long
since you last caught
me
but no,
you’ve never lost my
gaze.
these eyes
have never
ceased to seek
the wonder.
here
you are
now,
again with me.
i never expected.
i thought you were gone.
i missed
the distance
you shared
with your chilled embrace:
phantom fingers
tickling my spine….
i think
i love you.
is that weird?
after all,
you’re simply the moon.
nothing
more,
and
nothing short
of spectacular.
ringing out
in the silent corners of my soul:
a joyous cacophony of love
and pain.
mothers call
and fathers cry….
over a future turned inside out.
looking back
across the storm
we must not fear.
we must not fail.
we sail upon
their very tears…
we must not fail
we must not fear
let us,
together,
take our struggles
and our hate,
and our fear….
let us bond these pieces
with love’s joy.
let us make our fathers
and
our mothers proud,
let us, together,
put them to rest
in peace
we must not fear.
rolling on,
over and
under,
you won’t wait for me….
please
don’t go.
your eyes
whisper
goodbye
please,
don’t go.
we never promised
forever,
but somehow,…
please
don’t go.
never
enough….
time
but love,
overflowing.
but please my friend
don’t leave.
gently hurtling towards
inevitability,
let us,
you
&
me,
slip between these
broken moonbeams
and play-
together.
Rumor
told me of your return.
I did not want to believe.
you knew that Fate had closed that door.
She has always been faithful
to me.
walking briskly through that cold night
you saw ghosts
and prayed for demons,
but only
felt your
emptiness.
my welcoming hearth,
closed
to you….
so you supped
alone.
this magic
this wonder
this touch of ethereal delight….
this
is the promise
lost to the cold of night.
but from the shadows
a roar comforts
these bones.
I am home,
wild and alone.
seeking
that truth from which
I run.
I cannot escape
the honeyed honesty
dripping
from your bitter eyes.
I
see
only reflections
of
prowling demons:
silenced,
but wary.
I long
for
reciprocity in
our intimacy,
or
truly,
maybe i
long simply
to behold
me.
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