ShadowDancer

I will surrender,
and be without resistance for you.

My love is yours for the asking…
but I like to hear you ask,
I like to see you beg

With infinite slowness,
the warm and sticky sweetness
of your love enveloped my being.

She lay quietly, glistening,
the stars of her skin twinkle as his fingers pass
and he wonders what universe her mind is in
as he feels the misty moment already fading

I was thinking about
your description of his hands,
perfect yet flawed,
and how, in moving,
they recall a sense of
a flock of birds,
startled.

From my perch, sheltered amongst the
evergreen gods overlooking the cliffs,
I hear the mountain breathe.

"I love you," he said
and drew lines
in the sand of his emotions

Our conversations
Were laid out
Like a linen blanket
On forest green grass

But you, with your heart on your sleeve
and a child in your eyes,

that charcoal night of
dusky vines
and earth swallowing earth,

last night’s sky covered my lips
with his

longing,
soft as a holy lake
caught unaware
in the hidden fold
of a virgin mountain?

when i hear those
sighs and
unguarded moans
i am coated, drunk,
intoxicated

a glide
through iridescent softness
cruising through delicate cirrus clouds

she floats and smiles listlessly
with a quizzical stare

You left in a storm and left me alone
to nurse myself back to health
amongst the shattered earth
and slices of forgotten flesh.

I am reminded
that my life is here, whispering

Today
it rained
and washed the summer away;

children’s laughter floats
like hot breath on a cold morn
lingering softly

I wish your words had burnt your tongue
and filled your disparaging mouth with blood,
so all that issued forth was strangled sounds
and a final breath.