A Tribute, To Response


by the way I feel
you'd think I'd be embarrassed
of this divine discontent
of this staked claim
 that it's god's right
to hold me
the fool, a child, relentless
 as this world of stories and it's insistence
on staying in line with the rhyme

this is more than just growing older
 this is the substance and meaning that are worthy of keeping *my* attention,
there is no unreason greater than realm of what I want

Not Another Word

Unexpectedly
 there you were, so tender and
 you are so gentle,
careful; You stand all
on your own; aloof; hard won
road bring me right
next to you, so new
so open and unafraid
so ready for you
So completely, I
thought I'd wake to you today
Unabashedly

Pestal

you weigh heavily upon me
the friction of your thought and motion
releasing an even more potent aspect
of my obscure substance

Unsettled

This is not nothing
Every word I eke out is something

Every breath I manage in succession
Every step, in any direction

All of this, proof
Of something

Maybe it isn't enough
Probably, I don't know
How to do things any different

But never believe that I haven't tried
Don't belittle the strength it took for me
to do more than nothing

No secrets, no tricks up my sleeve
No fancy displays to attract your attention
Ugly and clumsy it may be, yet I show you
My everything

Swan Song

I live instinctively
following the pull of the seasons
fiercely protective of my heart
unable to tell of it's inner workings
though my body shows a simple version
of that which my mind is complicated by

through air and water
my movements are unrestrained
perhaps I cannot tell you why
until I reach the end
yet, follow me as I follow you
and we shall live
as we are born to

ache and pain

most days I don't want to live beyond the feel of you
pushing into my skin, pressing into my heart
heavy, is this desire; this thing too vast to name
fist in mouth, I hold back my yearning
only wanting you, to bring me to the edge
the farthest reaches of this life within

Fall Into Me

Temper my soul with winters past
and summer's passion
teach me spring's song, relentlessly
rising

Lay me down, cover me in color
under a sky unwavering, I watch
you live and die and live again

Oh my heart, never be still

Tree branches scrape at my window and I can't help but wonder
If that's how you would come for me, in the night, like an animal
Or if you would use the door and walk in as if you owned the girl

But the days of you coming back for me are gone now
And all I'm left with is the emptiness and the silence in my heart

you dance with me, at arm's length
keeping me, just inside your personal space

stay in time with me, I will follow if you lead

Unconsciously

I've built a dream
 so elaborate that
it speaks to me
 and I believe
it's real

every time you look my way it's like the world is magic
and everything is happening for the first time

Nothing is Everything

I think I see you there
And it seems so clear
You see me


Though, most times
I can be seen, right through

If you're really looking

Night Terrors

A voice whispers
"I love you"
the sound nearly lost
in a tangled halo of my hair

My heart, suspended
hangs for a long moment
before slamming me down
headlong into the dark

Suddenly I am miles away
Years slip from my life
the way rain slides down glass

I am struggling, struggling
to breathe
to see

I hear your voice
I feel the weight of you
holding me tight
pressing closer to my skin

But you aren't here
These aren't your words
This isn't our night, our bed

And suddenly I'm screaming
Hot, bitter tears choke the life
out of my heart

No words escape me
Not a sound breaks the silence
I swallow the darkness, at once

These are the seeds that are planted
To crack open the hidden, bring it
To life, expand to make room for more

waves of love

I want
to be
inside you
so quietly
and yet
never cease
moving, moving

like this

because you looked
I may never see it the same
as I did before

because you touched me
I may never feel the same
as I did before

where angels fear to tread

I feel I am intruding, but my heart is drawn in. "Closer, closer now."

Carving Space from the Stones of Time

there should be a place for you and I
 walls built high enough to keep everyone else out
secret pass through, words meant for us alone
we could drift out of dreams
speaking only about what matters
drawing each other out

The Grey Areas

All I ever wanted was the chance to reach out, touch you,
feed the wild, roaring flames of your flesh,
soothe the places your imagination can't run from.

Chances are, it's what I need, too.

It's true that there is an ache in my cunt for you

But the worst of it is in the flesh around my heart

It's in my hands that long to touch you and do for you

It's in my feet that long to carry me to you

There is a tenderness that stays with me
long after you have gone

Akin to pain, but a fragile joy

That fiercely clings to my insides

The whole of my being imprinted

There are days I know I could fly if
I just take a running leap

awakening

I think I have been dreaming of you
again
I prefer to believe
this is not what has been keeping me up
nights are quiet, I don't feel the need
to explain, or understand or plan
what is happening is larger than me
alone, this is absolute impossibility
we will never be alone, but
god, this loneliness
just restless ambition
masked desire
need, to protect

I want to reach out and touch you
I must realize I've been dreaming
The stitches rip as I open my eyes

It is so easy to lose the words
for what I see, I hear, I long to tell
yet so easy
to spot that look in someone's eyes
they roll slightly back as the reality
fumbles, lost in the chaos
between here and there, where
every day things demand
attention, what did you say?