you arrive in disguise,
no longer vague,
your nakedness lost in
a sweep of black.
your honesty rips me
out of my head
and when i snap back,
if I could breathe,
i would scream your name.
i want to curl up in your mind
feel everything you feel,
see through your smoke haze eyes,
smell your wanderlust.
i want to lay my palm against your heart
and feel it strain against
bone, skin, air, life.
i want to sit across from you on a cold floor
and tell my stories until the sun darkens
and silence engulfs us.
i want to see you on the other side,
walking toward me with arms open
ready to envelope me
in the curve of your body.
i want to be there now.
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Comments: 21
d - thank you for coaxing me to write again. this feels rough to me, but at least its something. thanks, honey.
"I want to curl up in your mind
feel everything you feel,
see through your smoke haze eyes,
smell your wanderlust."
I loved that part especially - so primal,so pure and filled with intensity and pleasure.
Your economy of words and use of language is exceptional. Incroyable... ! Kudos... ~~~ xanthe.
chuck & mom - you flatter.
julian - my dear friend, "a song for the soul" humbles me. thank you for reading and appreciating. your presence is appreciated more than you will ever know.
carol & jai - thank you for your words and for reading.
jilly & xanthe - since you two write some of the most powerful words found here, i am honored by your comments. love to you both.
jude - thanks, honey. and for reminding me of juni with your "tenola". just for that, i won't call you a snot. :)
out of my head
and when i snap back,
if I could breathe,
i would scream your name
Oh dear this is fantastic - Mona, where have I been - I told you to throw a font brick at me when you wrote something...you know I'd run over here quick as a wink! This was quite moving - let me go read the rest of your stuff....Thanks sweety...Salud.
yeah, spence - same person...