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Submersion
it’s how you sound
in your constant
here I am,
I’m not leaving
lap of consistency,
that turns me into
a believer.
even the glisten within
total darkness proves
you are you,
as swirls reach out
to touch me,
to quench.
I won’t miss the doubt,
fear
or the hiding.
complete submersion
into you,
heals.
For You Only, Love
your presence flows
through sensually,
nourishing, like Water
to a young flower,
if only you could
see how good you are
for my soul,
you’d never leave
and become eternally lost
in leaving your mark,
within me, while
devouring my
submissive
and pleasing spirit,
one I surrender with joy,
for you, only.
Irreplaceable
Thankfulness
Waking renewed
Gift of calm
Hush comforts
What is trusted must sustain
Irreplaceable
Madam Deliquesce
I am still
cerulean water,
born of dawn’s
prowess,
with my ability
to move ferocious,
withheld,
I can feel you
surround me.
Breath on my neck,
slight pressure
upon my shoulder blades
as my body bends
submitting.
I defy self-control
and react
internally, your
presence caressing,
my ache aglow.
I’m left to attempt,
waves lapping,
freely,
instead of
the embodiment
of quaver. This
my transformation
into deliquesce.
To Want
to slip inside
to feel within
to taste earth
sweetness and sin
to know completely
to heal what’s broken
to recognize the sigh
when it returns again
Leading
In this world
He wouldn’t be afraid
Of what terrifies her,
And so she goes, and he guides.
If Only
if I came to you
vulnerable and open
would you reach for me,
one arm securing
all that I am,
while using the other
to point out across
my insecurities.
anchoring our eyes
as one,
and say
enough, these end.
then, holding tighter,
you would smell my hair.
Fading Into Normal
If I could wrap
Sea breeze around you
Sweep feathered flowers
Upon your cheek
Offer your hand mine, to hold,
Albeit bashfully,
Then I would.
Maybe it would be
The start of
You,
Someone complete
Letting Go
Worry sets the evening sun
But so does peace,
And it’s always easier to watch
In Due Course
After driving fourteen hours
Yesterday; a cloudy crisp rainy span,
I listened intently,
Searched every lyric
Each deep note
Not one brought you
To my already wandering mind.
Where are the words
Which describe what I need,
Probably who I crave you to be?
I wrote 14 sonnets,
Between various musical genres,
Not one found itself upon paper
With both hands on the wheel.
I’ve immortalized
Who you’ll be when you meet me.
I fear for you,
A little,
My giggle followed by a wide smile
And it was still raining, cold
When I finally reached home,
Warm under my cool bedding
Hot hand upon my hip,
It was there that I found you,
Hurry.
Distance
I walk
Measure footprints
I stand
Succumbing winds
I continue
Waves encouraging
I wait
Beach envelopes
I obey
Ocean sings
With or Without
She was quiet this morning,
Dawn, that is, miraculous,
Peaceful in her timeless dignity.
Two mallards skim rural water, as twin rogues,
Before taking flight with one another,
Their sky, a season of cerulean.
An ibis flirted with stoic wind,
Hardly noticed and without sound,
As her white wings rode his reliable gift.
Nature thrilled with my insistent watchful probe,
Created a warm glow from the rising sun,
Behind clouds, the color of smoke.
In the end, my eyes focused,
On a spider crawling about her web,
Intricate designer, naked to most.
Her long legs seemingly stretched across,
Compressed air, as I questioned myself, almost,
But, chose to alter my angle, instead.
Life reassured me, artistry brought into focus,
Minutes passed, comfort took hold,
As I found you there, too.
How do I know?
Alone, I briefly turned and whispered in awe,
“You’re seeing this, aren’t you?”
Hood replaced reluctantly, closed tight
Gloved hands situated
Into warm inviting pockets
I continue amongst what’s frozen
Evening
Daytime eases
Beckons an evening breeze
Felt behind my ear
Twilight offers
A final bit of sunshine
And I wish you were here
A chance to dip our toes
Sit upon the bank
Count stars beyond the clear
Side by side in nervous chatter
Eyes cast down
Water; my distraction,
Strong hands in red hair
And suddenly,
Nothing else matters
Fondness
tradition beckons
outdoor refreshment piddles
handle her with care
W – Weep
Watershed;
Houses feelings:
Ones lost, happy or
Simply in between.
Tears never drying
Nor meant to be,
Asked to remember,
Then cool those who suffer
With salted water,
An offering. Cover their eyes
And limit the witnessing.
V – Value
Kindred, was.
I’ve witnessed, and felt
Which means exists,
Was it you and I
Or he with she, or
Maybe all those moments
Which are,
That will never be, yet
Continue
Living so deeply inside
My soul. Me and you,
Were, yet
Are: relevant,
Not past tense; was.
You and I: am.
Kindred, soulmates,
And you feel it, too.
H – Honesty
She was
The sound
Of his exhale,
While she prayed
To be the breath
He desired.
Ease
There’s a feeling that exists
History has proven love lives
Like a breath of fresh air
We acknowledge when it arrives
Our bodies begin to relax, usually
Become water, when it’s right
A penetration of care
Flowing over our skin
Perfect temperature
Healing as it descends
Further on
Past our eyes
Which see doubt
Beyond our hearts
That feel protective
Over our core
Already aching
For more, of the same
Truth told, we crave love
Not only our selves
But our minds
A saturation combined with ease
Allows our imagination to thrive
In communion, as well
A perfection, pointless to hide
Streams through us, honestly
Sustainable serenity, alive
