It’s a trap
This dance you do
The struggle
subtly seduces you
catches you,
hook,
line
and sinker.
You twist and tango with your soul’s
Wildfire delight
You take two steps backward
And you loop round again
and again.
When
will
It
end
When will you release
and receive
Your heart’s truth?
Bring it,
Fall forward
And repeat.
No one’s evening listening
And still you retreat.
It’s a viscous ravishing of life’s wondrous feast,
in and over and on itself,
You starve,
And you crave,
And you want more of what you don’t have.
And then the mirror reveals,
That the more is already
You just want it closer
And
That
is where it lands.
The step you must take isn’t a step forward,
Nor a step back
At all
It’s an allowing
Jul 11, 2023
Jul 11, 2023 at 8:22 AM UTC
Remember me
The one you didn’t know you needed
All woman, soft tender wet
With curves that made you hard
And drew forth your animal
Remember my ocean
Waters deep you dive into
Liquid sweet to quench you
Remember the fire
That burned my resistance
It burns still
Remember
The Phoenix woman rises
Time and again
She lifts you up
For it is now your time
To shine
Slay those demons that pull you down
Remove distractions and noise
Allow the pressure to reveal facets of greatness you have yet to discover
That I see so clearly
Rise my beloved
Rise
Rumble with your terror, this beast of vulnerability, wrestle that bear to the ground
And emerge victorious
I will be here upon your return
Nourished within myself,
Empowered in my work and my life
Ripe with readiness
To feed your starving
To nourish your weary
To feast on mutual desire
And remind you who you are
Dec 12, 2019
Dec 12, 2019 at 4:53 AM UTC
sitting here but not
my insides
in a twist
my organs blooming,
their flower landscapes
rising in my solar plexus
like poetry expanding
its cellular shapes
into
light frequencies
I need way more.
I need the pulling off
and stripping down
of souls
I need to meet in
a depth of falling
I need to be pushed off
the silent gates of madness
into endless sea
no looking back
senses piqued
from slightest brush
of oral butter pouring
on hot cream
my mouth, a searing
crimson wound
oscillates in
contraction radar pulses
ripe for intense
tongue exploration
aching to be filled up with
your distinct flavor
My essence molecular is
overflowing with fluid
giving me life
in throbbing, raw
electric vibes
whipped organic, in
rolling tides
Somewhere, out there
our volcanic impulses
meet in steamy ebbs
and send energyflow
to a new and ancient universe,
magnetic
and I am
a raging heaven's child
wrapped in
a tight little
tourniquet
blood pumping
through these veins
my longing for
dark stretches
of intimate caresses
to soothe
the spikes
of snaking pain
Give me
those airwaves that
let me breathe freedom
into the fields of our skin
Let me run like wild herds
of the animal within
and as I find myself
hanging off
my
own
edges
my many-braided loops
in zigzag split,
a-fray
my skin rips open,
parting fibers
that expose my
very
DNA
helix swivel
undulation
hips grinding into
soul
reaching in to
pull out
fresh rebirth
from between my folds
O help me to allay
this tender affliction
undo me, already
so I lose control
one little shove
and I am over the cliff
deep into ocean
**** over spliff
I am beyond ready
so grind it to the hilt
Give me your
tender-ripped heart,
spill your honeycomb milk
I am here, ravenous
in the pan
uncooked yet ripe
saliva and breath
steaming my own innards
flushing out strife
I am piquant hot pepper
ready to be broiled
my blood is already
boiling
my tender meat oiled
mull me over
in your oral cavity
like sacred wine
until I drip
through your bones
and down your spine
Just meld with me
and flow
into that light tunnel
of dark time and space
so I can stake out
my rhythms
and claim
my
new
sacred
place
Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 8:15 AM UTC
The light had gone from this woman
Her days now became lonely and dark
She would go to the shoreline
To repair what had been torn apart
She would shout out to the shoreline
O please bring me a new light, a new moon
I am tired of feeling lonely and dark
Will you please bring it to me soon
Just like that the gilded clouds did part
to reveal to her a new moon
Time for this woman to have light again
Time for her to be swooned
This new moon was most welcoming
with his arms open wide
Lit up this beautiful woman again
and brought out the pearl we knew was inside
Jul 5, 2017
Jul 5, 2017 at 7:31 PM UTC
Night is just night,
without it being told that
it should be dark
and sunless.
It is what it is,
by its own definition.
It does not need stars to shine
In order to make darkness meaningful.
Still, the stars shine.
They do what they do
Without self-acknowledgement,
They simply do.
Be.
Like night and stars
And meaningfulness
And Self-acknowledgement.
Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 11:02 AM UTC
I was not born a
poet.
I was broken into
one.
Sandoval
Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 8:40 AM UTC
Poetry, plants, painting, peace
Swimming, singing, sauna
Repeat
Nourishing, nurturing
Flourishing, furnishing
Baking, booking, bedding, bath-ing
Tickling, hiding, seeking, laughing
Sitting in silence
Walking in sunshine
Barefeet on sand
Coffee with friends
Pick ups, drop offs
playdates and parties
Nights out, nights in
Good friends and gin
New moons and full moons
A sky full of stars
Cycles and circles
Women and tea
Poetry, plants, painting, peace
Swimming, singing, sauna
Repeat
May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 8:34 AM UTC
Lean your head
On my
Bare
Hip
And taste
Sweet,
Pure
Freedom.
Let these
empty
sheets
Cover this
naked
Body
Of mine
With relief.
Let my ankle
Feel
The pain
Of your
Passionate
Kiss,
As we both know
It is our last.
Close your eyes,
Love,
As you did mine
Once,
So you won't see
My shadowed
Steps
Walking away.
Take your farewell
And cover it
With clothing,
But it will still be
Too much
For our
One hour
Love story.
May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 8:38 AM UTC