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Christa Ziegler Oct 2020
I yearn to
unfold your mind
sense your moods
inhale your essence
but how can I
when

I cannot get my fill of
tasting
you and of
tracing
my
fingers
along
every
inch
of
your
skin
Christa Ziegler Oct 2020
I fear not
the astral projection
but
that I might
wander too far
from
my body
from
my mind
and
that I might
choose not to return
Christa Ziegler Oct 2020
A million moods
a million words
a million pieces

I am sure
the finished work
is stunning

But I seek
the beauty
of the chaos
Christa Ziegler May 2020
I would say I’ve lost
faith in humanity but
                                                      we are not human.
Christa Ziegler Mar 2020
Take your heart
Unravel it
Uncoil the heartbeat
Into staccato imprints
Record your song

Take your dream
Feel it
Pull the colors
Through your fingertips
Paint your picture

Take your mind
Study it
Rope the chaos
Into a river of words
Write your story
Christa Ziegler Feb 2020
Once upon a time
There is a horse
Curious and free-spirited
The other animals love her
And she loves them
Yet she keeps her distance to protect herself

In the same once upon a time but far away from the horse
There is a goat
Soft but determined
The other animals love him
And he loves them
So he embraces them as their leader

In the same once upon a time in the same place
The horse meets the goat and they dance
As you can imagine
It is a spectacle for a horse to dance with a goat
So it is for the horse and the goat in the once upon a time
The vortex of their opposing energies spins them around one another
Unable to pull away

Until the goat’s once upon a time in another place calls him home
He ends their dance
But not their pull to one another
Unable to look away
Fascinated by the other’s body
The other’s movement
The other’s spirit
The horse watches the goat
And the goat watches the horse
Both waiting for a chance to dance again
Christa Ziegler Dec 2019
you will never
touch him
the yearning in your breast
the tingle of your flesh
he will never
glide his hands along your silhouette

you will never
kiss him
the desire burning in your core
the ache of your body to press against another
he will never
inhale you as his lips devour yours

you will never
let go of him
the heaviness in your chest
the invisible breath along your neck
he will forever
float beyond your grasp to haunt you
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