my fingers will trace invisible paths
over the landscape of his desire
as I step in his every trap
and hang
suspended by intention
wrists tightened by surrender
inspect your prize
release her bound fantasy
who will be predator
who will be prey
who will tap the drum of ecstasy
in this dance of tantric light

do you not feel your death?
do you not feel your immortal persistence?

you cannot escape the scales of justice
held in your own soul's hand

my Valentine has written me lovely words
thank you Valentine
my heart flutters low
a moth looking for tiny flowers in low grasses
it is forever spring when I see your smile
warmth rises on the horizon
rays of light bring love straight into my soul
the sun is between us
the moon is between us
stardust is between us
I've found another portal to infinity
winking in your sparkling eye

she wanted so badly to forgive him
to love him
but he was the hardest lesson she could not learn
some people are capable of great violence
they cling to fear and pain
because it's all they recognize
so while your heart loves on repeat
you must learn to turn away
leave them to their cycles of darkness
let them off the hook
from the beauty you see inside
accept the ugliness they choose
take one long last look at invisible wings
then turn away
it will be a great mercy
to you both

he sandbagged
mocked
stalked
and lied

he never loved
or cared
or told the truth
or tried

the distance is electric
his sweet brown eyes promising
comfort seduction ecstasy
I can feel his openness like a torrent of ocean wind

the soft lilt of his voice
lounges nakedly across my pillows
his desire is pressed tight to his chest
but I can feel it
the subtle playful turn of moon kissed lips

I hear his mind spinning like a top
possibilities and fears a swirling picture show
but there's no need to fret
my heart is a balanced and nurturing ecosystem

his shyness is innocent
gentlemanly
irresistible
...not long now

he rounded the liar's bend
falling into pointless cruelty
it made him feel special
     hey- how much cruelty did it take to make you feel special?!?
for years he went on
kicking puppies in the dark
spitting on women while they slept
spouting senseless accusations at hapless bystanders

until one day
he found a willing **** to return the abuse
he so knew he deserved
     it was love at first curse wasn't it?!?
off he went with her
henpecked and bruised
still kicking and screaming
into the sweet misery he sought

he was never heard from again
though a mound in his missus garden would suggest
she had the last word