I’m at this place
Can you picture it?
The images thrown together
To make this beautiful tainted scene
Standing and listening
For the waves of frequency
To reach
The first glimpse
The shinning light that seeps through
The first touch of heat….
These walls so tall, so massive above my head
I've spent years creating them
Building them up
Separating me from the world
You come up from behind
Unexpected, surprised
Broken pieces scattered at interval times
You seem to move past all defenses
Remove the broken pieces from sight
Before I know it
You’re halfway up my wall
Trying to climb, reach within
Peek to see
Before I can stop, protest
You’re beside me
Reaching for me, trying to hold on tight
Attempting to assure me
That this is alright
Time seems to stop
The rest of the walls come down
I fail to resist
Push away
Cease this mess
But then you whisper in the slitting light
I see it
You’re tainted scene
I hear your piercing frequency
I relish in your scorching heat
Before I know it, closed eyes
Kissing light
I breathe
New existence
New life
No more hiding
Open and uncovered
Waves come up
Tracing the shell of my ear
Creeping within
With mixed emotions
Shivering and grasping
I feel your heat
Your heartbeat
I hear your unsaid words
Touch the fabric of the sheet
See your eyes bored into mine
Feel your lips trace the skin of my cheek
The pitching sound of your voice
Whispering in the dawning light;
Hearing the sensations behind
Beautiful
I relish in your words, your touch….your heat
You picture it
That scene
You see it
Bare and raw for the first time
Untainted and real
Hovering above
Like some dream
I’m at this place
Can you guess what it is?
Your lips trace their way
Up to my ear
Sigh in a low tone
Yes, love
Peace
You’re at peace