lost in the distance,
and
wrapped
in memories yet to be,
i feel
our story calling,
happily.
walk with me; soar with me.
let us remember how to be free.
Category: Eros
flight
sundered
by circumstance,
distance,
and
time,
two hearts
glide shyly
across the moonshadow…
seeking
union;
&
yearning
to collide
once again,
and rejoin the
flow,
and
rise of Destiny;
&
freedom,
so that the miles are nothing more
but a dream
long
forgotten.
burning
with a desire,
for a future filled with delights;
nourishing the flame
of promise,
kindled
by the
presence
in each passng moment:
each kiss
&
every hello;
every embrace
&
every time we come,
or go.
so let us dance,
together,
under the moon’s light.
let our hearts be one
on this lovers’ night.
Night Breeze
sliding
away
without a care,
Destiny calls your name.
will
you follow, or
stay?
do you even
remember
how to play?
dancing
into
infinity…
spinning wonders
stolen
from hot gossamer winds,
pregnant with promise, lust, and adventure.
sinking deeply,
into the beauty
of our love.
now,
here comes the rain
and the thunder,
and all the magic in-between.
let us weave tales of beauty,
and of love, and
Angels shall fall
to hear our song.
summer rain in autumn
pushed
firmly against this breast,
i feel
only thunder
pouring out from your soul-
and mine.
twixt the lightning
and after the pain,
rainbow
kisses
touch the sky.
pause
in between
these gasps
of pleasure,
floating
here
with you
in eddies of pure
delight,
i hunger
for nothing.
sky slips: apollo rises (the lunar orgy continues)
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.
mirror broken
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.
soul sistah, i wanna get wi’chya
soul sistah,
really,
i wanna get wi’chya.
and live a life existential and
sacred, and yet
scandalously ir-reverential.
let’s be grounded
in the metaphysical,
connected to our roots
with souls flung free.
let us make love
in the shadow of our Story,
and bask
in the afterglow of our glory.
let’s make babies,
young,
gifted,
and black.
let them know real love
by how my fingers caress your back.
I mean to getchya woman,
give you all of me
and make you mine.
but first
let us stroll a bit
and let our tale unwind.
waking dreams of you
in these
small hours
twixt the empty
and the light
i wake,
only
to dream of you.
your head cradled
to mine chest, and
my heart
wrapped up
in your soul:
our longing knows
no limit.
with love,
magic,
and growing desire,
we wait.
we wait
to dance
with destiny.
we wait
to burst
in ecstasy.
we wait
together,
because
we
are
free.
Two
Love
leads
us to truth.
we climb
through the rubble
and debris and lies
of a past less ordinary
to claim our
History.
Love
cuts
through our soul
I hear you
when you can’t speak.
I feel you
when you cry out
in joy
or in pain,
I got you.
Love
bonds
us to love.
let us cry out
together.
let them know
our song.
let them know
that we are more.
my love
is
your love
I got you,
and you have me:
all
of
me.
what else do we need?
together
we are
one.
epilogue:
my heart
to your heart.
your beautiful soft lips
to mine.
tell me no lies
and I will
sing
to you
of love.
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