There are things between us - no
One understands.
Not even us.
Yet still our bodies
Lean towards an
Answer.
Sun Nov 22, 2009 at 4:55pm
We lean towards the edge
of one another -
Risking the fall.
For this one clear view.
Sun Nov 22, 2009 at 4:54pm
As the rain longs for a taste
of earth and sea -
I fall towards your touch.
As the wind blows homeless
through the night -
I roam within your gaze.
There are moments when I cease to even be.
This is one.
I am the rain longing for your taste.
I am the wind blowing through your night.
Sun Nov 22, 2009 at 4:52pm
I belong to the end of
your reach.
An extension of your touch...that has slipped
the edge of territories -
And continued on its way.
I am filled to the point of holding
only you.
Yet still I pray for more.
Sun Nov 22, 2009 at 4:50pm
To wipe a single
tear...
And taste the fullness of the
ocean on my fingertip.
This sorrow...I drown in
such beauty.
Sat Nov 21, 2009 at 3:48pm
Faithless…then
Beyond.
Something greater longs
For me.
Sat Nov, 21, 2009 at 3:45pm
To feel the weight of
sudden fingers -
Pressed against our distance.
As if our yearning were a
solid wall of sorrow.
That gave way to constant
leaning.
If only for an instant.
Sat Nov 21, 2009 at 3:44pm
There is no object to be
craved.
Desire stands alone.
In thoughts...we strive for what is
absent from our grasp.
And yet my empty hands are filled
with pleasure.
When my thoughts hold only
you.
Sat Nov 21, 2009 at 3:43pm
And just sliver
Thin -
There is still a moon full in its
Existence.
Fri Nov 20, 2009 at 4:25pm
This touch...
Air conforming to the
curve of our
existence.
The world breathing slight
against the skin.
And subtle fingers play as the wind...a brush so
slight it lingers as a sigh.
This holy contact.
Space making love to
what it defines.
While receiving what we
offer in return.
Thurs Nov 19, 2009 at 3:43pm
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