looking
out
I noticed I was
hypnotized
from
wanting her
I had leapt deep
into the dark green boughs
vining
plums and
midsummer
things
mining
the passing clouds
stealing
the spill
shaving the quiet
turning it into
fantasies near sleep
I
am silk bound
waiting,
brick building anticipation
layering
dimension inside
the
slow capture of her rhythm
slow
praying, a thousand ways
to
say this is pure
this
is how souls
take
animal form
to
feed
to
veil to unveil
to
show work in the margins
to
sign and date each page
to
salt dreams
rubbing
hands together
and
saying things
behind
closed eyes
making
up languages
in
whatever sounds
come
out
when
we exhale
whenever
another moment stops
to
take notice of how much
we can pay in molecular attention
how long until we can
begin wet claying the magic
I
imagine I am painted in your breathlessness
I
am ripening in your lust near Dawn
with
a sharp ready intention
to
unfurl fire to your sugar cane
to
sift and silt the tensing
arching
and releasing
that
hearts and limbs do
pulse
twining
a
motor blind
drive-pressing
burning
need
to
be scratched
into
this field of night
we
chant
we
whisper
all
the names we know
in
the let go calculus
the
sown subtleties
formulate
the tides
beneath
every word
between
the shhh
and
the don’t stop
howling
for the answers
to
this ritual game
of
find another spot
surrender
brings you to
EJR
©
Gorgeous x
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