Slide along
Little blade,
And make me feel.
Better or worse,
I have no care in the world,
Just make me feel.

I turn my head away
And look back to find
You have made your mark
On this world
Called my body.

You are there,
Conspicuous in your red attire against my white
And you are proud
Of what you’ve accomplished.

You did your job,
And well might I add.
But, now I apologize
Your position has been filled
By happiness.

these hands of mine
with their
small,
skinny
fingers,
grip your sweating flesh
like it’s a lifeline.

push
pull
plunge
you & i

through the day
reminders of this,
sweetest of sins,
stop.
me.
in.
my tracks.

your teeth
have made a home
on my shoulders,
as have my nails
in your back.

i am tangled,
as never before,
in a web
of lust.

welcome back, freedom
you were missed.

oh i could fall for you
and i definitely have
but this time
i, that little girl
with blonde curls erupting from
a small head with big dreams;
i, that girl
who grew and learned
and never took a single moment
or star
for granted;
i, that woman i have become
and am today
with a pride and strength
and a yearning to live,
i will not wait on the ground
for you outstretched hand.

I watched you breathe
and it was wonderful.
Against the rising sun
there was no looking away.
As the city came to life
we ventured on and said goodbye.
But never will I forget
your body breathing by the sky.

I have tried on many
occasions to capture that
which I cannot.
The things that time and
Earth and love
give and take right back
because their beauty is
too great.
Like the waves the heat makes
coming up off the pavement
in the sweltering summer that
I can see and feel
and swear I can hear-
but never touch.
Like the way my tears,
running salty and wet,
make long and full
my lashes as no makeup
ever could.
Like eyes shining
under street lights-
sparkling stained glass
to the soul.
And like my love for you.
These things we don't
get to keep.

When your hands grace
my face I feel alive,
an energy unexplainable
but I'll try my best.
Creeping through my bones,
flowing through my blood
I feel it- building and growing
but I know its worth.
I know it is fleeting,
for your hands will fall
and night will turn to day
and my car will pull out
of your driveway carrying
my body full of fading energy
as I ebb like waves,
fallen from grace.

I wonder what you wondered
as I slipped out of your
sheets and into my small
mess of clothes on the floor.
In the car, from your
house to mine- Alone.
Shudders creep through me
still from your touch
as my feeble brain,
weak in exhaustion from
the ways and wares of your
passion and power,
wonders what you wondered
as I slipped out of your sheets.