eloquence of lips…

I cry every day

its the soul shedding oceans I’ve drowned in

resuscitation comes so achingly slow

I’d love to be more eloquent

soft as whispers

quiet as the sweet lull of exhaling

something you delicately grasp

as with your lips

essential and inviting

I am more stars anymore

clinging to my inner-knowing…

love

it’s love

always this love

I tarry awhile and drown

bare and endless

becoming adorned

as entirely me

for you

what is one more lifetime

I willingly surrender

love

it’s love

always love

I cry everyday

it’s my soul shedding oceans…

lips have yet taste

 

 

you on the very inside of me…

the leaving you was always 
the finding me finger-tangled 
& wanting 
ever stranded 
an ethereal strain
earth scorched & rending
unconfined
falling through 
black slips of time
I am still fighting 
all bloody and praying 
inside starlight striving

here 
there 
I failed & felled
I am still breathing
somewhere…
existing…
me
     resting as yours

You 
     living on the very inside of me

…I can’t unknow you

I drift in and out of this consciousness

never certain that I have reached you

do you even know its you,

unto the soul of you, I write

I have called for you from a deeper place

one that resonates from where we first began

did you hear something, someone….me

I saw you in him and in her

perhaps in a few others too

never realizing it was you

it was you I have been drifiting towards

something of you so fragant fell upon me

it’s remarkable really

 unforgettable, this familiarity of sacredness

I didn’t know in this lifetime

to hope or dream

or  to even know of such permenance

of being home

but it’s too late, isn’t it

I can’t undo you

I can’t unravel the promised knots

the threads that stitch your breath to mine

to cut you from the innermost part of me

you were there all this time

always rushing through me

I was just sleeping for a while

My love

was I always waiting without waiting

I think you ask for this dance

 and I can’t unknow you now

restlessness is choking me

 

livening…

lacing of fingers

images of you

coursing my veins

pulse propulsions

chain reactions

feeling very piece of you

snaking me

you smell like honey and dew

and the sweet kissing of petals

heaving against my chest

cleave unto me

this tower rising of ache and moan

reaching for my throat

come draw it out of me

collapse me

come live as we breathe

feminine stars…

If you only knew the length of my longing

the grip of flesh and sin

when I think of you pushing

waging war against my skin

do you ever feel the heaviness of my breath

aflame and longing

imagine the sighs

with the subtle opening of thighs

honey comb of salted silk

waiting for your tongue

a dwelling place

a sacred design

this feminine war and peace

sword and your pillow

a starfield desire

a divine love

 

 

 

in waiting…

This privacy I escape to

where my words lay in hidden fields

I wish it to be more obscure

find you here lingering

yet you have other ventures

other avenues to explore

other means to entertain you

but I still desire your beauty

those few precious words you have written

to go back and read them?

my god you have me stunned in awe consistantly

I wish to ascend to you

to lay at your feet

in reverence

but its selfish of me

my want

my needs

taking breath from you

waiting to fill me

should we end what hasn’t begun

cleave to each other having never met

it was a few words exchanged

that have now turned into many

a place no one enters

except we

I love it there

do you?

a sweet wine

savoring red droplets

yet flowed

lips meant to press

our eagerness must give way to time and patience

we frame uncertainty with a 1/2 plan

and ever so gently

is it love

in waiting…