Once upon a time we were school kids and
I lived for you.
I was a different person,
Then
And had the wild inhibition of a butterfly whose job is
To drink life’s sweetest juice
And follow the sun.
Feb 17
with Tahtahme, The Sacred Bruja
I could never duplicate
What I have miraculously created
With you.
I didn’t record the original steps I took–
That method could not be
Reproduced ever…
It is an ancient formula,
Known only to children.
To do it again at this stage?
Impossible. My wings were clipped long ago–
I fly differently, now.
Feb 7
4:30am
I snorted sex like an addict in my childhood bed,
Experience spat in my face, reeked of times unread.
Words flying above me…
Repeats of those aforesaid:
Chronologically ordering promises unmet.
Never forget: realizing the difference between “took” and “let”;
Giving and being caught in a safety net.
Many in this world want for me to regret–
Not realizing the infinity of my actions, I bet.
Goes to show man is her own best friend…
Please, don’t let tonight be the end.
July 30, 2007
I don’t think twice.
I simply let my covering slip down and down hearing the
thump
as it hits the floor and so do his and the clothes become confusing grey blobs and I don’t know what’s mine but it hazily becomes “ours” which is another thing that I love.
All that is left between us is panties and bra and
skin
and that’s all that’s needed.
Me on top of him on top of the world
Loving every second of it
Touches no longer ticklish, clothes gone…
My soul swells so it hurts and love is in the air as I glance up at the window and through the moisture see the fuzzy glow of the
moon.
2007
Picture found at: realsmurk.tumblr, but I would love to know who made it.