Our Story

20140513-110235.jpg

This story,

yours and mine,

touches me in the middle of the night

as I long to reach under the warmth

through the

miles of blankets and pillows

to feel your fingertips rubbing mine.

Between the snores, movements,

and exasperation of the room

I lay still

hearing your heart beat against

the fullness of silence

engulfing me with your past stories,

dancing with your present words,

desiring a moment of exhale

where you can be free from the traumas.

I think I loved you before we ever met.

I think I will love you even after this….

The Fall

I fell in love

so unexpectedly

like water falls from sky.

 

How do I forget your smell

carved into the curve of my neck,

the taste of you

tattooed on my skin,

your eyes watching me give you

all of me,

splendidly and deliciously

into exhaustion?

 

I fell into you

like a diver jumps into depth,

surprisingly and magically

into an unknown

searching for treasures that lie

profoundly hidden in the ocean floor.

 

I fell,

scrapped knees, bruised heart, lost in memories

until that one moment

sometime, somewhere, somehow

you fall into me again.

Whimsical Surrender

Touch me

here

inside my chest

and grab a tight hold

of my all.

Cut through

the façade of illusions

that this can erupt

our hearts

into pieces

if we were to dive

without a parachute.

 

Love is indestructible,

infrangible,

shatterproof.

 

It will always expand

each particle

of our being

waiting to be endorsed

as a mutual contract

for two spirits

to finally surrender

into a mystical union.

 

Take me.

Make me.

Wake me.

You will never break me.

I am complete

because you have entered

into my life

for a moment,

a lifetime,

in a small memory

of something that is intangible,

but so pleasantly sweet…

beyond my imagination.

Knight of Nights

knight

I wake to arms

wrapping me,

gathering thoughts

of where I am,

who I am,

and what day this is.

I hold back,

tightly,

as if the wind would

swift me

away

and I no longer had

the grounding of you

shielding me from the world.

The heat from the bed

penetrates

silently

draping us both,

whispering

little secrets from our travels.

This is the way

every morning should be welcomed:

in the arms of a knight

illuminating light

into my spirit.

In Darkness


I lay…

As darkness embraces

Every part of my skin.

I breathe deeply

Thinking of you

Holding my soul

In your hands again.
I feel your touch,

Your desire,

Your love,

Of what was once.
I feel the light of the moon,

The stars,

Infinite galaxies guiding me

Back to what was us.
I am missing a part of me.

I try to shake it off,

Disregard it,

Substitute it,

Excuse it…

To no avail.
I have nothing left

But memories.

I have everything left

But moments.
You are here with me

In this darkness

Holding me as I fall

Back into the arms

Of who you were once

In some parallel life.
But I lay

Alone

Still missing a part

Of my essence

That I gave to you

Long ago.

The Me Without You

lovers departing

There was you

before everything…

trapped in a drawer of memories

that has been moved ferociously

from one spot to another

trying to find a light that

can shine common sense

on it.

 

Then,

there wasn’t you anymore.

And life has moved on

without a single wink,

blink or sense of human loss.

 

The sun still came out.

The moon still hung around.

The seas never parted.

The earth never fell apart.

 

No one noticed how this

profound lack of love

has affected the world.

 

Life has gone on without a trace

of us.

There was you

when there was

a YOU.

 

There was me before I knew loss

when the tingling of truth,

passion and desire

touched

the core of my existence.

 

I have begged consciousness

to remind me where I placed those contents

I removed from that drawer long ago.

Now there are fragments

of us

scattered in limbo

in between here and there

lingering for a connection.

 

Will we ever get it right,

this simple thing

that reminds us of what’s missing?

Will we ever do it right

rhythmically, at the same time,

without the detours that have

erased the path to each other?

 

You were home.

You are the embodiment

that housed my essence.

Life has proceeded.

The me without you is still here.

Waiting…

Sighing…

Breathing…

Tic…Toc…

 

For a miracle

that would return my soul

to the me without you

so I can once again…

exhale without a small reminder

of YOU

and the us

before I ever vanished.

 

Amongst Me

 

 

Here                          I am

the answers to some of your hidden world.

I can offer

destitution,

certainty,

compassion,

grace,

hope,

love…

 

unconditional and forever.

 

You are not alone

amongst me                and the outer layers

of my passionate heart.

I am debating

with the no’s

expecting the anguish

to turn everything to yes…

to the way things were before we met

but they can’t             you made a huge indention

in the way I now perceive life.

 

Let it go

and find the answers to your own yes…

they are all there

inside your carefully guarded heart

awaiting your spirit to come and join

and embrace Divinity with complete assurance.

 

Secrets of the heart

come            and      go

like water falling into a stream

without hesitation,

without force –

 

things just are what they are

once you surrender…

once you cease control.

 

I can avoid us              if that’s what you really want.

I can leave from this,

but,

I can’t run from me        or my certainties

of all the yeses

only because you can’t reach that in yourself –

I know my truth…

 

I see your light,

you are amongst me

now     and      then    tirelessly.