I am dancing through the worlds
entangled by your curls
technology, commerce and religion
labor, agriculture and entertainment
what a way to grow and learn
our hearts are bigger than our homes
sweet waters and violet thrones
our shadows taller than our souls
have you heard the echoes
of owls in the forests
the queen of the jungle
her eyelids are painted black
swollen in their act
of becoming images
forever bitten by candy striped gardenias
soldering irons are hotter than the sun
your darkness is something to outrun
keep chasing images and you’ll go blind
the time is now to rest and unwind
green trees bring traveling companions
to their knees
i believe in my soul
wholeheartedly
i follow my impulse
a tragedy of enlightenment
shadows of retirement
infinite abyss
harboring the mystic
out of time and space
i run from mind and place
look behind you
are you aware of reality
the tiny details
the cracks in the pavement
bearing fruit
can you see the way
the earth was constructed by language
bringer of humanity's knowledge
your presence caresses me like a feather
i am tingling all over
your presence caresses me like a feather
i desire to come closer to your body
take me inside you like the fire
i smile when i think of you
the way you lay beside me
and curl your body like a tiger
and purr with your whole being
i am a slave to thy nectar
the theater of life is chasing us
respectfully keeping pace with our elders
asparagus racemosus also known as shatavari
combined with ashwagandha
this good medicine is elderberry
sweet and pungent for your blood
moist and unctuous to the touch
i will hold on to your hair
pour butter through you bare toes
strain your heart with melodies
eternally naked
i swear by your shadow

What If...
Small rickety boat, buoyant along the clean blue
Waters, past the glinting light, bouncing, rippling
Falling deep deep deep. Down.
An abyss in a chasm in an uncertain universe
You ask me “what if?”
You ask me once, twice, a thousand times.
Haunt me, take my food, my breath, my will
Till I am nothing but the echoing question

I consume elixirs of hope, peace,
Calm Magnesium, no Ashwagandha, no.
Greyscale silhouettes pass through me
Sharks carrying neon billboards in a sea of dark
Unfathomable, a complex complex
You ask me “what if?”

In the bouts of this limerence I know,
Not what you will ever feel towards me
But that you will force my head underwater
With every gasping breath I am forever lost.
What if... What if... What if...