There are so many sides to me...
A perplexing mixed identity...
A spliced yet whole menagerie...
Of characters...
To meet each one...is to be undone...
Touched...without flesh...
I am Vesuvius...just below the surface...
Molten malice merging...swirling...
The narrow Nile...
Meandering mildly...coaxing vexing perplexing...wildly...
A temptress...a child...a bitter diatribe...holding...no...unfolding...
This story...non-benign...
And this is where you come in...
Tumultuous tide...your raging winds...
A course-less calamity...to pursue...
That is not me...THAT...is you...
Unbridled...and unabashed...
Alas our toxic story line...how well embittered did entwine...our love...
Dangerous pursuit...then...you took root...
Off with the loot...
Of my misfortune...
I attempt to fold...
Forfeit my resentment...discontentment...
My own deliverance from you...
You disappear...no...transform
Retreat...from your chaotic norm...
Another type of magic trick...to capture my bewilderment....
Fully...
Fooly...
Folly...
Tears tremble on edge...carried swiftly from ledge...where they teeter...
Behind each one...is held an ocean...
A watery well...
Endless emotion...
Navigating features...dodging dignities plea...
WE...
Toss the currency of love into the depths...
Whisper wishes on the wind...
The downward dance...a wishes chance...
The murky bottom is but wishful thinking...
I should be rich off the wonder...
That put asunder...Our love...
I am Vesuvius...
Just below the surface...

I played with whipped cream last night...
Coated my fingertips...like candles snuffed at their prime...
Each fingertip returning to its original cleanliness under the spell of my tongue...
Circling the shape of my eyes...the maps that guide my soul into motion....
Tracing the ***** of my nose...interpreter of the sensations that surround me...
Amazing the sensualities that are carried on the wind...
Scaling the outline of my lips....filling every crease and curve...
Jealous my body becomes...taking in the delights from above...
Shoulder *****...slippery slide...collar bones coated...******* nestled...
The tips of my fingers crave more canvas...more skin...
Sticky steam caresses me...bubbles spawn webs of lace upon my skin...as for the rest?
Delicacies dancing within me.

My juxtaposition to your heart...
Just short of right and  just left of leaving...
This fascination...distant adoration...
Trailing off into the distance...despite my own persistence...going...going...gone...
You see...Yours was a velvet touch... smooth against the skin of my soul...
My lips raw from your sandpaper kiss...once riveting...
Now...  remorseful hue... morose shade of blue...defunct me and you...
My own sweet type of primal bliss...you...audaciously exist...within me...
As I the ribbon...the strand...
NO...the last straw...
Am wrapped around your finger...linger...
flail...fight...then make tight...our binding...
Intertwining...
Bound by our brittle bias...
And you... pious... feel the need to mediate...to delegate...
NO...dominate...
Our love...
You... an anomaly...of the not right variety...
Build...gather...house the mire ...selfishly... misty moments... memories
My pain protruding...while eluding...my acute identity...
Pregnant with grief...disbelief...I strain...
Laboriously to free you...
Giving birth to the rain...
of emotions...
And OUR storm rages on...
A weeping...seeping semblance of love...
Circling the drain of our destruction...

It is storming out...and within...
The type that rattles the soul and stirs the senses...
And, within me, my own tumultuous sea roars, rages...rises...
I relate... to the wind...
Whirl ...with the waters...
Crash... with the the thunder...
Alive ...with the lightning...
We are kindred...This bewitching night and I...
The sensual staples of a cavernous soul are never truly enough...
Mere sustenance... is not satisfaction...
Wanton ...not well-wished...
Part... far from plenty...
And as we reel with the reeds...Twirl with the treetops...Mingle with the mud of the earth...
I am grounded...undone and whole...a walking, talking paradoxical phantom...
To connect to a Mother Earth...when mother-less...I am home...as if in the womb...
And as the floods of ambiguous emotions recede...pull upon my being...
My ankles tingle...my soul mingles...with humanity once again...the calm and calamity...
Oh, How I miss the stormy sensations of Oneness...It is as if to scale the height of the seas themselves...
And reality...it's  bitter bottom...

It creeps in like a specter...
Blocking the light...eclipsing reality...
It pulls me under... leaving me flailing just under the surface of my life...
It suffocates me... breathless...heaving...gasping for breath...
It devastates me... robbing me of hope...happiness...
It dances around me...like fog engulfing who I am... barely leaving my life visible through the haze...
It makes me a distant stranger... even to myself...longing for an introduction...
It makes me desperate... to laugh...to dream...to feel...
It numbs my humanity... monotone responses to amazing events...
It leaves me screaming at the top of my lungs... my words echoing into the cavernous abyss of sadness... It leaves me...sometimes...and then returns...
It creeps in like a specter...

I precariously teeter in the morning air...
And happen chance does find me there...
On breeze...on edge...I ride the waves...
Of sunlight through the morning haze...
In noonday's glow I drift abroad...
Subdued by warmth my spirit nod's...
I search for bliss on evenings air...
It sweeps me swiftly from my cares...
Then night sweet night extends it's hand...
Invites me to another land...
Extract the stars one by one...bundle them and I'm undone...
Lasso the moon...pull it near...
A glow that has become so Dear...
Cheek to cheek...dance of delight...
Oh how indeed I love my night...who knew that it could hold such light?
And I am now the captured one...it holds me...it's forgotten sun...
And Glow begets glow begets glow...

Perplexing the ways that bodies connect in my mind...
they roll and tumble...twist and turn...ignore their bones and give into the stretch...
the pull...the pain...the pleasure.
The protrusions of flesh and the flesh that protrudes...
wraps...wrinkles...encases a soul.
A skeleton , a second in time, a ***, a scandal, a sin and then surrender - twisting..turning..tearing..burning.
Forsaking skin that cannot bind what is bursting out bursting through...
me and you...we two...inside, outside, in me, in you...we two lay a while and then...
only seconds it must be...I feel you touch me...deeply, neatly, roughly, softly...
in me, in you, we two...connecting, infecting, rejecting the norm...
free-form we join...smooth touch...rough push...playful pull...I drool
at the thought of you inside me...feel me...fill me.
Needy? Need me...
I dream...off again then back and taken in...
do me...through me...in and out ...fast, slow sensations grow..warmth flows.
I know what you feel I am one in the same...say my name...I came...again, again.
Search the valleys, climb the mountains...find the wanderlust fulfilled ...
within, without...no doubts...wrap me up within you, drape me in your skin...
ravenous one....I am not shy...no shame...the same?
I wanted to ...now what to do now that I have had you? Could it be through? No, start a new...
caress, tongue tease and tickle---muscles and tendons teeter on edge.
Go within me..dwell there...stay a while...a smile, a glance, a ****, a chance to excite...
to move...passion consumes this moment and the last...my future my and my past...all that I remember. Never ceasing...pulling me in...holding me down...breath escapes me...words forsake me...
calamity and calm...nibbles and strokes, I provoke...the ***** you...the filthy me.
You and I roll...rock...on top...under...over...in between. Me and you...we two...fever rising...compromising the structure of my being...I am reeling.
Tugging, *******, rubbing, *******...hold me...tease me...you've pleased me.
Twist... turn..my soul yearns for the next caress ...my veins...my walls...
the halls that house my sensuality...
Go where I send you...plunge and pull...puncture and dwell deep within me...
***** me...rope me?
I feel you move and I am moved...by your life inside me.
Rest, infest my inner self...my ******* encase you...BREATH...I hear you...***...I feel you....REST...within me.

Lay Me Down
On freshly fallen leaves
Damp with the newness of dawn
Lay Me Down
And brush your identity over mine
Your skin but a whisper meeting my own
Lay Me Down
The delicacy of your touch
Like sheer lace draping my humanity
Lay Me Down
And join me
Cumulus dances teasing our eyes
Sunlight drowning our thoughts Lay Me Down
And become one with me...

When was the moment?...  
Did the idea plant itself within you like the root taking hold?...
When did our love ...waver, falter, fail you?
When was the moment that you waded far from the shores of my love?...
Deeper into the waters of oneness...standing on your own two feet...fleeting...
As my footing, my voice, my humanity escaped me...slipping from the depths of my soul...
intermingling within the seas of your sadness...oddly... We are one again.
And I...unhinged and undone...carried between the crosswinds of angst and adoration...torn from union...  Hover....like a spirit...over you...over us...OVER.
And all at once ...you...dissipate...disappear...a misty memory dancing around me...scatter...float...fall...
Rain down upon me...and as the memories settle...
a myriad of invisible scars burrow their imprint deeply within my soul...
And you...who walked away...
Is carried within me...
Tell me...When was the moment?...

I sat by raging waters last night...first a trickle...a tickle upon the arch of my foot...or was that the arch of my humanity...it swirled and whirled consuming me...piece by piece...like a precious last meal...it took it's time...devoured me...fluidity turned fleshly as it moved over me...no...through me...until my own existence was a raging sea...did the very continents collided?...Unbridled furry...yet no hurry...for the waters to hush, calm, sooth, still...I sat by raging waters last night...and...I thought of you...cling safely to the shores of my affections...and rise...

The morning light has framed you...utter beauty...

The noonday sun has danced around the gentle slopes of your face...loveliness unveiled...

The glow of the midnight ivory moon peeks around the perfection that is you...shadows of delight...

Your illumination has invaded my life...submerged my soul...bewitched my body...the warmth of your glow overflowing...

The sweet illumination that is you...

I long for you…however distant our meeting may be…

Can you feel my presence even now…embracing your existence?

I sing over you…undecipherable lyrics that speak clearly to your heart alone…

I rock you gently…within the valley of my ******* I embrace you…pull you into Me…the warmth of my breath falling onto your skin…

I devour you…exploring the hidden secrets of you…my mouth mapping your slopes, valleys…each crevice …my tongues delight…you are delectable to me…

A blind surveyor…my hands roam over you…fingertips lost in your wonder…

My heart is frozen by your beauty…taken back by your splendor…enraptured by your presence…I know you as if myself…searching the layers of your soul…your identity…as if my own...

I long for you…however distant our meeting may be…