Aud

I dreamt of green,
a place where
I’m not forgotten.
Required
to be me,
writing as easily
as I breathe.
Yet, I wake cautious
clinched fists and
arms wrapping,
teeth clamped
with yellow hues
covering my body,
freezing in how
I’m seen.
maybe dreamland
is my preferred
reality,
I never said healthy.
Avoiding
the discovery of red,
as it would, obviously,
kill me.
So let me wander,
escape common,
offering
a captivating me,
if you can’t watch
then leave.

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Aurora’s Visit

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Aurora whispered this morning
As golden water developed
Within a sunrise
Every moment is a blessing
She encouraged with her glow
Thankful for the wink, felt
Shining across fair skin
As a pelican soared by
Sealing my radiance, her gift
Salty air takes ownership of red hair
A curl wraps around my nose
And I inhale hope
Flutters of joy
Upon my breasts
While Aurora releases me
Back into reality, sensing
My desire to shine
Lapping of the gulf’s waves
Felt by both she and I

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One day he’ll return with shadows
Another tenebrous path travelled
Carrying what he witnessed, as proof.
Upon his stoic face and disheveled hair
He offers, insight to pain that lingers

She’ll guide, with an air of tranquility
And with the touch of her warm hand
So he may return to his appendages
Left in her care, a guard on sacred land

His weakened back holds exhaustion
A celestial stretch moving his limbs,
Proof of his immortal strength, passion
He rests shoulders upon steal pinions.

Feathers quaver, show fine onyx wings
His flesh returns, breathing tempers
Eyes open, now the colors of heaven
While his spirit continues to reenter

No different from journeys past
Of which there are, and will always be
Travel logs full of omnipotent distance
For he protects us all, yes, willingly

The tempo of their embrace will matter
Most of all. Echos of the time they lose
Forgotten. As the hum of his battle cry
Quiets. And their love begins to soothe

Forgotten Mermaid

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He made her laugh,
Helped her relax,
Showed life,
On shelled sand.
Tagged, kindred,
Then one day gone,
Salty air teased,
No longer his pond.
Not too far,
Just this cove,
No sign of his heart,
So the story’s told.
She slowly sank,
Trying a stiff pointed tail,
Proudly swaying,
To no avail.
Not at all planned,
She missed him so,
In the end, confusion,
Azure ocean aglow.
Dirty little open secret,
Upon her fin,
Abandoned,
Tides in question.
Left to swim with fishes,
What’s left of,
His Crimson Mer,
Leaves me speechless.

A Walk Worth Taking

The only task I do not dread
A walk it seems
Provides a clearing, for my head
Whispers of lessons deemed important 

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Copper tones of yesterday
Found living within my world
Glistening in enormity
My reaction, forlorn

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Living nearby among protection
A self induced fantasy
Seemingly overtakes
Crimson delicacies, established

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What separates them
Measured, as very little to the eye
Created for a similar purpose
A wild fortress continues to divide

***

At first glance, I let them be
Begin again, walk decisively
Nothing happens without an opening
Allow fate to draw the cause

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 Turning back
Fuck that, now she’s where she belongs

Pine

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Branches transforming into her hair
Watching, but not meaning to stare
I wonder, how often your mind goes there

Your hands slowly needing to gather
One delicate end to the other
In an effort to feel her

Lightest of tree feathers linger
Cascading through your rough fingers
Your senses confirming, as lips simper

Silky, smooth and smelling of pine
I know you think of her all the time
Understanding now, you’ll never be mine

Daydreams

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Mid afternoon daydreams,
Produce the sweetest gifts,
Today, I found nothing different.
I heard you whisper,
“Gray’s okay…”
So, I’m left wondering,
How do I keep myself,
From running warm fingertips,
Across your flushed cheekbones?
An opportunity to feel,
Where your smile begins,
And a chance to steal a look,
Into your eyes.

Freely Submitting

Educated on his surroundings,
Masculinity unfolds daily,
Nothing comprehensible,
Not even in dreams.
Why find comfort in her?
Yet, she welcomes him, completely.

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Grasping at the simplicity,
Of a dreamer’s thoughts.
Lacking expectations,
Freely giving of his heart.
Needing more than anything,
To feel the curve of her body.

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She welcomes his presence,
Intensity of his desire,
To stay with her, if only for a while.
A sanctuary of his making,
Her devoted heart beating,
To the enormity of his craving.

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Pain found upon his face,
She wrapped in his embrace,
A calming force surrounds.
Neither leave or waver,
Unaware of time or space,
For him she waits.

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Knowing moments together pass,
Worldly duties, a requirement of fate,
Submitting, aware she’s all he has.
Fleeting bits of peace eagerly evade,
Tears washing sorrowful passions,
As returning again, always questioned.