this manic song
of my feet with your feet
the quest for our names
our bodies without fence
my fingerprints like unburnt stories
on your skin
I have no alibi
you invented my desire

the whale-song of
my shoulder with your shoulder
I'm falling apart in your palms:
I invented your desire
and you have no excuse -
you hold down the night
for the next you, the new me
the unforeseen smile
at the end of the day

I want to
      Kiss you
    ...in the morning
...after bringing you coffee
               ...with loud laughter
   ...and uncontrollable smiles

I want to
      Kiss you
     ...in the sunlight
...with waves crashing at our ankles
            ...or amidst the clouds on mountaintops
    ...sharing adventure
  
I want to
      Kiss you
     ...surrounded by trees
               ...to the delight of the wild
   ...and the serennade of birds chirping
                         ...with excitement

I want to
      Kiss you
     ...in crowds of people
  ...with raindrops falling on our heads
                 ...to the musical harmony of life
...and feel your heartbeat

I want to
      Kiss you
     ...alone, beneath the stars
                   ...caressed by the moolight
  ...filled with passion
...giving voyeuristic opportunity to the nocturnal


I want to Kiss you when you least expect it
And perfectly timed for when you need it most


I want to
    
       Kiss you

                            Goodnight
        
Every Night

     Simply
               And
                       Softly

For all time

          And

                    Forever

Then again

                              The next morning

I want to
      
      Kiss you

no doors, complete surrender,
this vibrational mode
listening to the silence of your skin
I offer myself as a curb of melting points
you give yourself as screaming locks

don’t stop tearing me with gentleness
I’ll found myself again
into the liquid mercy in the beginning
the solid idea of us

Your luscious lips fervently seek mine and the time freezes,
the cosmic hum, the primordial love anthem is heard within us,

Your signature scent, perilously plays fiddle with my olfactory nerves,
a garden of love within me blooms, hear the sonorous drone of bees !

A web of silver threads from your eyes, makes me your captive,
stitches the insignia of our love in my heart with the touch of a feather.

On the back of my neck, your broken breath permeates ****** heat,
the hold around my waist,tells what your words couldn't spell out.

green is more grass than a garden's fecundity.
the sun... more moon than a woman's breast.
the eternal resolves like a crime scene.
and we weep for no one but the god
we loved least.

and Love is the few of Us.
a plank on a pirate ship
where we no more enjoy the piracy.
But
we ride where the wave dangles
and succumbs...

nothing is as pure as believing in nothing
because you can.

like a strong wind in a soft heart.
the wrong thing breathes
like the  right love.

so what do you think I'm doing without You ?

Is it something that has a name
and doesn't drink ?
how dare you propose that the world has a yes
when no is so much of me now
like a yes.

we consume the trivial and glorify the gone.
but i am attuned to the never
like a black swan.

you are so beautiful it burns
like a fat cat in my lap.
engorged on primal steam
like an extinct whale.
you are the only thing
that matters as much
as this.
And This is a seed
I cannot
breathe.

But you...

you are so beautiful
i fail to be plain.
i dress my work
in unkempt seizures
of unrequited love.
but i know one thing
that makes no sense....

but perfect sense to me.

it tells me nothing
is as beautiful
as telling you

and meaning it.

I keep licking my lips
trying to re-taste you
remember you.

Using my tongue like a
defibulator reviving
the moment.

Reliving the gentle soft press
of the sweetest lips
in the world.

A thousand hands on my skin.
Hours of lips against my
Chest.

Openness, the smell of woman
On every single breath of
Air.

Contained. Possessed.
Consumed. Engulfed. Confined.
Content.

I float in love craving me.
My every cell in bliss.
Water;

I am a leaf in a stream.
Floating in the featherness of
Relentless attention;

Too exhausted to sleep, yet
Giving in to dreaming
On.

A laughing prisoner.
More bars, locks, chains!
Caged in, and so, so free.

Come with me...
     Moving away from the guarded cell blocks of past disappointments, mourned losses, and forgotten hope

     Diving our souls into the deepest depths of being where there's no past or future, only present, only presence, only us

     Dancing high above the world, let me lay you down upon a cloud and merge our energies into one unbreakable bond

    Watching the sunset, snuggled tightly within the curve of a crescent moon, I will fill a basket of hand picked stars for you and pledge my everlasting Love


©Tina Thompson

I don't know that I believe in fate
Or angelic intervention
Or providence
Yet you are in my life
Which is a miracle that grows
With the passing of each day