Wednesday, May 29, 2024

The Light Against Her Hair

Your love is fire, it burns me, but not my skin.

Your love is the ocean, it drowns me, but not my lungs.

Your love is a lifetime, I die and come back for more.

It happens... over and over and over again.


I'm chained to by the waist, my loins yearn for your body.

I'm chained by the hands, they want to hold your face.

I'm chained by the feet, I can't walk away.

The chains swing me into flames, 

They lower me into deep water, over and over.


The flames ignite me the way your skin does.

The oceans captivates me the way your kiss does.

I die and come back, starting and wanting it all over again. 

Lifetime after lifetime... in a day, a moment, a second.

Time does not know how to save me, she just watches.


Why did you do this to me, I can't love anyone else,

I won't love anyone else. 

You can't let me go and I can't tear away.

But the chains matter not because we're driven to each other.

We climb for each other, with bare hands and no rope, in the dark.

Our thoughts dance together in a hypnotic chant.

I sleep not, you live in my dreams calling me, telling me to touch you.

I'm blinded by your beauty, I cannot see anything more, than you.


I can't rip you out of me

At the same time I want you buried inside me.

Your skin is my home.

My chest is your refuge.

Our kiss tears centuries apart.


This is when I realize, the fire fuses us together.

The ocean is our air to breathe, a space meant for no one else.

Coming back from death is our defiance, not torture.

You are not my prison, this is what finally feels like.






Monday, May 27, 2024

How We Make The World Disappear

8:30 on a Monday night, we finally make it to Throggs Neck Bridge, and start to cross over.  I rented an upscaled SUV and we're just floating for the last 2 hours. Coming back to Long Island after a 3 day weekend away upstate. It reminded me of a plane almost done with its dissent, and you can start to see familiar lights down on the ground.  You're sunk down in the passenger seat with one knee up on the door and your left hand reached over clasped in mine. A/C and music on, with a light rain beating on the windscreen and dancing with the wipers. You're staring out the window and I'm glancing at you once in a while. You feel me looking, you know I'm looking, and I see your cheek raise up from smiling. We squeeze our clasped hands once in a while.  Our thumbs stroking the sides of each other's hands, because feeling each other's skin is life to us. We're never not touching. The familiar undulations of the sectioned bridge road adding movement to our bodies, singling our approach home.  But the world is still not yet invited in.  Our one chore will be grabbing our leather weekend bags from the back seat once we pull into the garage, which will remain unpacked for about 2 days, lol. We know we're coming home only to curl up in our bed, 2 hours in separate chairs is torture for us.  You'll be on my chest talking about what we liked on the trip, we'll giggle and kiss till we fall asleep fully embraced.



Saturday, May 25, 2024

From Before

 She wore black, she didn't want anyone to see her.

Unseen, unheard, she didn't want anyone to be her.

Little did we know, she wore my skin.

Little did she know, she would be up, wondering where I've been.


The day she walked behind me trying to hide, 

She didn't know, she would be invited inside.

A flight took off, with her in it

She didn't know, she had a ticket.


All this time, all these years,

A seat with her name in my heart, 

to remove all her fears.


She loves to the bone,

A life unrequited, she now has a home.

Our skins touching, was more of a return.

Our kiss ignited, and will forever burn.


We were separated lifetimes ago,

But now we're here, and now we know.

It never worked with anyone, and this is why,

We were from before, and now it's time.


The world may never understand,

But it doesn't matter as long as you hold my hand.

No more cold nights, no more broken hearts,

We have reformed, and will never part.


Time failed, we won.

Crawl inside me and make us one.

It was never what I needed, it was what I missed,

And you returned to me the day we kissed.

The world can burn now.

Everyone can turn now.

We have each other and that's all that matters now.

Lay on me, curl in me,

We are home, now we're free.








Saturday, May 11, 2024

Wildfire

 I watched my world went up in flames, like a cane field in a high wind.  It rushed from one end to the next like a fast opening zipper, unleashing flames and heat.  But why did I close my eyes and lean my head back as the heat warmed my cheeks.  The wind from the flames, blew my shirt open and bared my chest. I was in rapture. Euphoric, as my hair caught fire and my cheeks started to melt and pieces started to drip on my chest. Your face was the last thing my human eyes saw as they popped and melted.  You were the last thing I knelt before as I fell to my knees.  You stood there, in all your glory, as my world torched and my body set ablaze. It was supposed to hurt but it didn't.  My memories of kissing you blocked it all out.  My braise sizzled but there was only one thing I could think about.  How did you do this to me.  You took everything about me and burned my whole world down.  You took everything, and I gave it.

As my flesh melted on the ground, my spirit stood up and as the flames surrounded my feet, I looked at you again and saw that you. too were made of stars, this whole time.  You were always in spirit form, but my human eyes couldn't see.  My human life was not the home for us.  It all needed to go, it all needed to be burnt to the ground.  It was my right of passage...to love you....to love you in your truest form.  I have to raise free my spirit and forget everything I learned.  In the middle of this wildfire, we stood.  Bodies made out of stars.  You started to smile at me and reached for my hand.  We touched but with your hand over mind, you couldn't tell them apart.  We were the same, we were made from the same cosmic space, you found me and I recognized you.  Familiar, and home at the same time.  I home I didn't know I missed, but a return at the same time.  This world is not our space anymore.  We live in each other. This is home now. 

Nothing matters anymore, just you, just me.  Our space, our time...us is ours.