Floating on an inner tube
Just above the falls
Never mind the current
The joy of summer calls.
ljm

Let my fingers
caress the wounds
of your chakras
in multicolored beams
                            of light
stroking the vibrations
Let me soothe and
lift them
to their peak
strengthen the strings
of violin tenacity
Let my third eye open
and meet yours
for a dance along
the astral plane
our gaze forever locking

For as it is now
we are restrained in our
rectangles of glass
boxes of electric ecstasy
beyond beautiful,
yet
what I would give
to lay one palm upon
your heaving chest
in fiery tender
To brush my lips
upon the tip of
your eyelashed ocean
yes
meet me
lash me to you
let me tremble
into the
humming of
our lips

when i go down to the creek
flowers sing at my approach
shades of grey escape within
until i'm whole again, vibrant
crystals for teeth and strength
to hold my truth between my own lips
my love like honey, slow and rich
enclosed in this jar of clay, my soul
so ready to overflow
the banks of the creek
covered in stones, strong
and yet fragile, like me
easily eroded by the water of life