Today I saw void in your eyes
It's a look I've grown to despise
Growing up outside the lines
Is so important say the wise

Your jewelry and glitter all a glow
I want you to see what I already know
To feel yourself and let it flow
The universe doesn't need a show

You need to know that it's not bad
Be yourself with what you've always had
Someday this pain will turn to mad
If I don't protect you from your dad

You appear tonight,
Mouth open, eyes protective
Thanks,  man in the moon

Like a drug or wine it fills up the mind,
evacuating the brain one thought at a time.

At the mercy of it's creators, anticipation looms,
making cherished spaces out of standard rooms.

Seeking it out becomes an adventure;
sitting with it in solitude, our guilty pleasure.

Now we've become spoiled, or at least our ears.
Feeling so grateful,  to that let's cheers!

We meet ever so randomly
On the streets or on the pier
The universe sends you to me
When I need you near

It doesn't occur to you
That you're my rock
My everlasting bridge
My once again on the dock

You will always live inside of me
Connecting the dots of my soul
To my sensuality
And making my rumble roll

The soft touch of your hand
On my head
Your hips in synch with mine
In your bed

Extracting the darkness from my mind
You insert yours into mine
Sweet Robbery I love you
No man makes me feel so fine

Now you're leaving,  so you say
I know you need to find your way
Please know I'll be the "hi" to your "hey"
Constant, till my dying day

To which desire do I succumb?
Ever so quickly my needs creep up
And so it goes I urge to numb.

Your melodious floor sounds the same
Every night. I walk through that door &
My heart and soul go back from whence they came.

Strumming in silence you make me weak.
Breathing is effort without you with me, and I long to break your self loathing streak.

In this lifetime...or maybe the next,
We'll be together, unless of course
You decide you'd rather just sext.

Anticipation,
It's killing the love affair
with each gasp of air.

"There's

nothing

much

better

than

a

really

good

kiss."

One night at a time my mind builds a bookcase full of passionate memories. The eyes look down on me without judgement and I can say anything, be anything, do anything, feel anything, taste,  touch and sense anything.  You lift me up, you lay me down and place your hand on my head. It feels like home. You love, you ****, you feel,  you read, you connect...you are vulnerable.

You've made me a weak, wild, wet woman from girl.

I hate you a little bit.

I remember 19
I remember the ride, the drive, the equal parts anxiety and "**** it"
Extroverted by force,
I remember Chico and the Spice Girls
I remember being random and feeling wildly alone in that

Thinking it would never be me that would be free from the weight of the thick, sopping wet emotional ropes strangling all 4 chambers

Prepare for lift off

Now

I find comfort in exhaustion and peace in introversion as my body is lifted into the air. Soul and spirit light. Tethered ever so slightly to that earth, letting out slack as I go.