Worship you
The less I look
Lick you
Humiliate you
Elevate you
Punish you
Soothe you
Hold you down
Violate you
Take you apart
Talk you down
Whisper
Groan
Move
Be still
His face was like a cult to me
His limbs were fierce in symmetry
It throws me into song
And away she goes
Her toes leave gold
Her horn of youth has passed behold
It throws me into song
There is not other who has ever loved me as you do
There is a divine favor in naming things
The power of solitude
The quiet distinction
Of having a sound that belongs just to you
A note of one’s own in the music of the stars
Things move beyond silence when named
Step into the arena of substance bone-deep
In the landscape of mixed blood and messages
They join the luminous web of voices
They are draped in the colors of opportunity and hope
Welcome us to the landscapes of our lives
Ripe and plump as plums
What can I do to sit beside you?
My eternal salvation
Everything in this world was a spirit of us
Who could be beckoned
By a true prayer
A sincere offering
A message
Oh to wander in those fair valleys
To drink from the streams
To explore the flowers
To lose myself in its natures
To love the land
In a waking vision
Or in a dream
Brought down by the sky
The muse lies in bed
Just as she is trying to pray
For the perfect moment
You know I can taste you
Feel your hands upon my skin
Trace your outlines
Eyes locked
Oh the way you go
Everything comes tumbling down on me
In the back of the woods
It was dark as night
Palest pale
Of the old moonlight
Everything just felt so incomplete
Until
Dreamin' of you
Chained together from the dawn to dusk
Your eyes is all it took to know
The seed waits for the reaper to sew
Every breath an art
The dignity can strain and break your heart
You ask when you're alone, "what is love"
We are..
Winged words
You know
That
All you want
I want more
And all you desire
Is my desire also
I will swim now
Thinking about you
Each stroke
Your words are peace
Your eloquence is persuasive
Your beauty is legendary
I am yours
