Internal parts spread out
Taken apart, way across
Hop-scotch blocks,
And little girls
Hippity-hop

Toes in each block
In time to a tune
Drums pock a beat
On the little child
Inside the watch

Icky-tickity, tock, tock
A tear from the eyes
Like a drip, faucet
Then over the falls
Niagara in a barrel

Time doesn't, not really
Exist to be selfish, always
Giving a bit more, another
Second turns in to a minute
By yourself, in a barrel

Going over the falls
And right at the edge
Toes over the top
Feet in the air
Head over heels

You look at your watch
Tickity, tickity-tock, tock
Hippity, hop, hop
Right over, toes in the box
With a roar, a tear

Coming together
Tears, not for pain
Like a band on a watch
Pinned to keep place
Just in case you fall

In love, hippity-hop
So when your feet reach
Touch the sky, tickity, top
You can check the time
So know how far you fall

Tickity, tippity-tip top
Check the wrist watch
Toes in the block
Skipping rope
Keeping time

All of the above
Inner chyld, tock, tock
Beautifully in time
Perfectly aligned
Inside your mind

Playing hopscotch
Little girls' games
Over the top
Clippity, tock
Tick, tock

Fingers like pieces
Puzzled together,
Like they were made
For the other's hands
Clasped together

Each not strong
Enough to hold
Themselves
Together,
They are

Side by side
Left close to right
Next to the other
Partner, partners
With, us, we, ours

Her wing stretches
Fifteen, maybe twenty
Feet, to either side
Again, by side
One wing each

Clouds sweep by
A jet, below, so slow
They grace, diving
Like a raptor
Then their wings

Switchblade
Out, zipping
Pulling, ripping
Them headlong
Out from the ground

Like a flower up, up, up
To the sun, to the sky
Back to the clouds
They were born
To explore

Having just one
Is about the same, sometimes
As having none
Like a hand
Or a wing

Like a bird
Who's never left
A nest, it's empty now
Baby bird on the ground
Left to die, one wing gone

We are all angels, or demons maybe
But either with one wing
Is grounded, for all intents
Doomed, or ******
Forever, never to fly

Until one takes another's hand
Lifts them up, an angel
A demon, lifts an angel
Definitely something beholden
It wouldn't matter

When you fly
Leaning on another
Using their wing
To help their own
Nothing matters

It's their hand,
You fly, high
Side by side
Neither behind
Neither ahead

Every so often
There comes a look

It's almost easy to miss
I know I miss it a lot

You showed me that look
In a picture of you

I was amazed
Because I had seen that look

And had nothing
Associated with it

Not anger, not love
It wasn't fear or anxiety

But then you said
It was alluring to you

Although I was lost
I have a sign post

Now along the road
Falling in love again

Always falling,
And never hitting bottom

It's free-falling
And it's beautiful

Notches, lines, and curves
Leaving holes, missing parts
Looking for pieces, in places
People, to fill gaps
Persons to flip, perhaps

Find one, almost a match
Let them be this,
Force them to fit
Oh, don't fit?
Get a hammer

Pull your hair
Gnash your teeth
Tear your nails
Stub your toes
Bust you funny bone

Look all over
For that perfect piece
All look the same
Maybe, a bit different
I have to admit

Eventually, a simple plan
Systematically, try them all
Eventually, you have two piles
The ones you tried
And the ones you don't

Then, out of the blue
The piece is in your hand
Maybe you had to turn it
Or maybe it was just right
In either case, there it is

When you have it
There is no reason
Try the rest, the untested
Should be forgotten
They're not worth your time

That one piece, special
Completed the puzzle
And it meant the most
Because she was
The hardest to get

Epiphany, I wouldn't call it that
An almost royal word
Too complex, by far
It's not that it's simple
Just it doesn't fit

We, us, our are better
It's not about me
So those words
Are a better fit
Like Her body
Laying, molded
Against mine

Then again, it's how I feel
The kaiy between us
Comfortable enjoyment
Of Her soft skin, like petals
Against mine, souls entwined

It's the feeling of falling
In love, being two and then One
But the very moment you know
Where one moment it's about
You and me, then in reaching
Comforting, holding You
Putting myself aside

Forgetting everything about me
All the pain, the remorse and hurt
That was caused and giving Her
The Being that She needs right then
When her need means more

Stepping out of one's self
To become more, a rebirth
A hero's moment, all or nothing
Not crafted; only an urge
And acting on it; instinct
Realizing that everything you are
Revolves around Her

And She accepts the embrace
She allows the healing to begin
Letting it all go, taking off the mask
For just a moment; letting you
Be the Man you are

No, never an epiphany
That word is too complex
Too simple to describe
A metamorphosis of self
The unconditional love
That'll let a Man cry against
Her shoulder every night
And be what She needs

It's no accident of fate
A surrender of self
Recognizing beauty
For only itself
And falling in Love

Sitting, lounging close
Right next to me, not a word
Inwardly, lonely

It might be a game
I wouldn't know, I'm all in
Breaking my poor heart

Is this, you need space?
I give you the way, you go
Looking far and wide

Everywhere but me
I see, but I'm so blind, lost
What did I go and do?

Then take your soft hand
Hold you close, and let you cry
Be what you need, love

*Let you hold love close
Give love to your heartbeat
Thumping in my arms

It's not the way to pilot a ship
By standing on its hull
It's AI is busy screaming
But the view from above
Is unbelievable

I found the ship, parked in my
Backyard; a thing of glory and
Invisible, at least to my neighbors
Bringing its ladder down
In silent, smooth as only a
Bullet fired could, almost fired
It was machine quick, and smooth

I'm not the type to jump
Bring conclusions
Incomplete to situations
Boring, and mundane
I'll figure it out, think quick

Invention; that's my cup of tea
Brought to me on the ship
Intelligent as it is, it's just a
Boat, big; sailing stars
Instead of seas
Between worlds
In the stars

Is it too much, having this task
Being responsible for what
It brings with it, holdings of time
Brought with the shaping of it all
I stand here to see it
Braced against the ship
It, held up by nothing at all

From your lips, down your neck
The taste of your skin,
Eclipsed by your soft skin
Dragging my lips down
As your scent, fills my lungs

The tip of my tongue
A teasing thing, searching
Your shoulder, holding your arm
Running fingers, tracing it's curves
To your finger tips, lips lightly
On the tips of every finger
The touch of your nails

And back, along the inside of your arm
Hands run along your body
Feeling your smallest movements
And bring you closer to me
With your every move

You lean back inviting
Aroused, your slight hands pull me
To your lithe body, wasp waisted
Lips to your *******
Flicking, quickening your breath
Exploring your mounds
As you press me, guiding me

Down
Your belly button
A delicious appetizer
A tease, for us, a practice
Undoing the button with my tongue

Tight folds, drip a nectar
It's smell drifting, even as your hips
Bring me close, you're ready
And your nails, dig in to my skull
Fingers spread wide, push me
Push you up, pressing you high
Against the glass, I devour you

The lights are off and we are high
Above the ground floor
You perform for an audience
A city of eyes on us, unknowing
Except to us, you press me closer

And, on my knees before you
I worship, you twist, turning heads
Mine and yours, me to you
Your eyes out, seeing the world
Heavy breath fogs the window
And wrapping your leg around
Me, to you holding me closer

I bring you up
Your sheen, slides you up
Standing, I make love to you
******, as your thighs squeeze
Throwing your arms out

Fingers splayed against the glass
You heave against me
My hands hold your body
Pressed hard against the glass
You lose yourself, for me