fueling
time
I
barely watched the layers of Sun
slide
through the trees
so heavily scented with wanting you
all I think about
is painting
myself
with you in these words
on
my knees
peeling
my hands
into
the vine of your hips
I
smile and ease you back
blink
that I am your
baby
in the reeds
as
I watch you dip
I
know what power
you
wield over me
by
listening
for
elements of command
in
your exhale
in
the folded wells
we
drink from when
the
new Moon is nearing
almost
mid-summer
and
each candle I’ve lit
handles
the shadows
on
your skin
a
little different angle
reached
upon all of
our
beauty when we sin
an
open window
is
begging
for
more moans
lingering
in
the billows
of
the curtains
the
only certain part
of
the triangle of sate
is
that smile
between
a breath
and
its anticipation
when
the geometry
of
a soul
completes
itself
in
the pauses
in
each pulse-writhe
that
mirrors what our memory
can
capture with our nose
I
close my eyes here
tendril-ing
the familiar
in
the ribbons
of
your movement
that
seem to echo the tides
of oceans and our bones
we
tie ourselves
to
the call of water to rain
where
we bathe our dreams
in ancient languages
this
is the song
that
surrendering sings
these are the words
written
in the pollen-heavy
dark
egg fields of possibility
that grow unfettered
when
abandon and lust bloom
madness
is like any other liquid
it
finds our lowest point and
carves
a line of no return
this
is where my thin edge is
this
is where I am all spill
with
no provision
this
is the velvet forest
of
my thoughts
before
I slow down
to
cup your scented-spin
moving
through leaves
as
if the trees exhale
in
ultra-slow motion and
we
get a chance
to
magic-eye the entrances
to
sew the spaces between
you
and I
and
how time
can
be stopped
necking
clocks
hands
pulling
on
your shoulders
I
bite
I
think out loud
I
think I hear you say
to
me arching and
uncoiling
your body
that
this moment
is
a poem
I
think I hear you say
tongue
the gravity
of
my bones
one
vertebrae
at
a time
and
that mirror
over
there and
those
candles and
this
thick soft rug
are
what rabbits use
to
find all the ways
around
fences
EJR
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