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.
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.
Thankfulness
Waking renewed
Gift of calm
Hush comforts
What is trusted must sustain
Irreplaceable
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 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
In this world
He wouldn’t be afraid
Of what terrifies her,
And so she goes, and he guides.
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.
