watching a grapevine breath.
it adds the green leaves on
in early spring.
they spring to life, from
small pink bulbs that set in
right after the frigidness of
the dark of winter. right after.
her first leaves are a dark green,
they bleed the new life out.

she takes a breath in and
pushes tiny buds out.
the smallest of richest grapes
begin to show up and you begin
to prepare for the harvest.

the breath quickens as the fruits go from green
to some darker tones.
each one, takes its own journey to ripe.
she fans the fire of life
with another breath.
the true dark of US pops out
and you smell her.

she sighs as her fruits begin to drop
and be cut.
the release of the weight of things,
of last spring, she now
desires to be free of.

she breaths in again,
deeply
and her first leaves turn brown.
starting at the tip, the chlorophyll races
in to the clouds.
the yellowing, spotting,
a breath to release the past.

there are still many yet,
I watch her breath.

this next section,
these following lessons,
have been my anticipation.
the moments I have been awaiting,
patiently.
the special ones just for me.

they are closer now.
the moments where I rise in love.
the options for the best of me
readily, steadily available to me.
stimulated, solely, through the mind.
tickling my thighs, taunting the nape of my neck
through your time. I love it.
I love our time.

and I feel your vibe traveling from there,
its so similar to mine, I know that these
moments are divine.
our work to recreate the timeline of here, now.
the time in the dirt,
the time with Her.
I know our cycles were preparing to
intertwine, and I can see already
that these will be the moments that
truly inspire me to rise, like my children's
smiles.
those moments where you just feel alive!

like when the energy surges through my body
and the rain feels like its cleansing
my memories as they ride to the front of my mind,
taunting me to live then, again.
in any moment other than now.

though I don't mind,
I know here I belong.
so my attention you have.
I feel your entry into my life and
I want to be near your side.

Spirit paid me a visit in the forest.
He came down a bend
from around the way.
He surprised me.
He told me some things.

I had just asked for my turn.
my sign of the spirits entry into me.
my co-spine.
though I know the partners are many,
there is a space especially for me.
so, as I walked, I asked through fungus
from the trees, my friends.
I knew they would communicate for me.

He walked right past me. he obviously heard my call.
His graceful movements created an arousal,
an awareness of His power,
the wild stallion He is.
the way His hoof pressed into She.
each one stepping so lightly, his presence felt.
His dark appearance providing contrast.

I felt His heart.
He wanted to visit me, closer yet.
and I asked when I would see him again.
my heart is anxious and ready to expand.
He is near, Spirit said, and
disappeared into the forest.
He left a trail to You I
follow in earnest.

you once said to write a letter
to get my emotions out.
to spell it out, cast my desires in the air.
trust there they will be dealt.
I've written many since though none to you.

I wanted to make amends,
because its your voice that woke me,
I heard it and it spoke to me,
sung to me,
whispered to my soul.
I knew you after we kissed.

still much growth,
we met early before for healing.
your heart needs protecting
and I am a nurturer.
I also think of you, still now.

I just wanted to spell out
you too are a reflection of me.
we meet time again.
we bump and rub to create intense friction
for the next round.
ours a slow and steady dance
of life long friends.
and I love you, always.
when you are ready to share,
I AM here

as he rises I hear the faint
trickles of fear dissipating.
I see him clear.
I want to hold him dear,
in the embrace of a friend.
allow him to know I fear not
the fire he can create here.
how he penetrates my soul,
how his seed has changed me.
I have no fear left here,
I only wish to hug.
the bitter cold is too much.

tinted window panes
keep light out.
distort what's behind
and out front.
vision skewed,
intentions unknown.
malevolent guises energy flows.
intentions unknown.

transparency is key.
its free here.
once the light begins its path
through you, you feels its intense
request.
allow for a clear see through.
hide no parts of you.
the light penetrates,

and travels to its required destination.