It hits me,
Like the rush of a tympani
Unexpected, often missed,
Often lost.


Mind pushing back,
Pulling forth


Crescendos,
I do not fear you,
I could not love you.
And I certainly don't
wait for you.

An even change of direction,
Acceleration.

Arms, legs, heart;
Just one more stroke,
One last, desperate
Passion -

Synchronicity.

I feel clarity
Slink clear into my fingernails

Today I leave my mark upon the earth,
The warm breath that shivered up my legs
Lingers in my wake.

I've been told
Delta brainwaves are empathetic -
That if I was really listening to you,
My waves would reach out to
Caress your heart,
And you'd shiver
As the warmth descended
Down your head,
Past your shoulders,
Over your *******

Like taking a steaming shower
When it's a cold and misty sunrise,
On a day where
Your bed
And your body
Snuggle against the cold,
And time goes too fast.

Step closer. Speak up.
Press into me. I'm listening.

One day, I will
Laugh deeply;
My cheeks will hurt
From holding up the corners of my lips
And I'll wish you were here.

I am lost-
Which is truth.
I must be found.


But you are in between.
Leaving me bewildered.
(I wish to be found lying next to you)

I should talk less.
Feel more.
Allow this -
to be mulled over in my heart.

But, I am afraid of being real.
All I had was honesty.

I imagine you to be beautiful
Like the text that curls around your pages;
And you would move like your metaphors
Plain, simple, direct.
Classy.

You would surprise me
With bouquets of words -
Many of which I couldn't pronounce
Because I am young and naive.