Wednesday, November 1, 2006

On Writing

I thought I was living
But I was just experiencing life
disconnected
Trying to find a muse
Or or new perspective
Some way to get over

Standing back, observing
Too intellectual to engage in reality
Relishing each pain-soaked event
Embracing heartache like a long lost friend
Creating misery and indifference
Allowing it to define me
and contaminate my sensuality

What a waste of a life
And a body

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Untitled

I peak into your open windows
Transparent amber lights
Enveloped in your silent stare
I glow

This taste is one unfamiliar
Womb-like comforting nourishment
An inviting satiation
Pours from your chest

I want you to be a liar
awkward in this "fearless" life
Valor, honor and conviction
Fuels your fertile chivalry

Sustaining affections replenish
My skeptical mind
You fill my abdomen with satisfying warmth
Innocently tending to my ever-whitening fire

Floating feathers in the air
Weightless reminders of gravity
Each day anew with pleasantness
Waking up to your sunlight

Thursday, June 1, 2006

Trouble

You didn't take my heart
I gave it
You're evidence of my bad luck
Sometimes I want to run you over with a truck

You got ahold of my heart
And you treated it like a cigarette under your shoe
You kiss is dangerous to me
Because I want it
And I want you
And you are trouble

My moma said, "Stay outta trouble!"
But I am in it
And I want you in me
But you are bad for me

All I want is your mouth on my mouth
to taste you from the inside out
I am a drunk
Walking off cliffs
Falling for you

All I want is your calloused hand
Touching my soft hand
Like a forest ranger wandered into the wrong forest
Who takes one in the knee for wheat he knows
I collapse

All I want is your rough face on the small of my back
...your teeth scraping my shoulder
I am like a clean crack addict
On a relapse
I fiend for you

You're promises are like a refugee's distended belly,
Bloated and empty
You're words are sweet and digestible on the tongue
Like cotton candy...
Ou are mostly air

You reek of dirty sweat and smoke
And all I want is one bottle of your scent to feed me
When you are not around

Thursday, April 6, 2006

Yesterday

Yesterday
We shared secrets
Our past
Faded into our present

Together, we laughed
At how we got here
Sitting on the couch in our living room
Living
Together

We moved
In the bedroom
Our warmth multiplied
Under the high thread count
Crisp air on the outside
Moist heat radiating inside

Your eyes singing to me
Songs of blissful freedom, universal sublimity
An unfathomable life of harmony
...a symbiosis previously foreign
Reigned freely

I opened my eyes when we kissed
And saw your cheeks moving
With sumptuous rhythm
In our organic union

I experienced love with you
It was another good day

Friday, March 3, 2006

Somatic Dance Reflection

I have never felt so weightless
you supported me
I was a cloud
floating in your sky
and you held me just right
as I danced
you predicted my movements
and we swayed rhythmically
to the drum beat and melancholic flute

our symbiosis
like the gentle rocking
of an infant in amniotic fluid
when we connected
no words were needed
our poles attracted
and we were aligned

Our exploration
Moved me

I felt the setting sun on my face
and embraced each trace of warmth
as our unification
enraptured me
and our touching skin and synergy
released me
into gratifying pleasure

Then, I gave birth to myself
in your cradled arms

Monday, January 2, 2006

Beautiful girl

Why do you walk with you head down low?
Are you not so beautiful anymore?

Why do you cover your face and hide your eyes?
When you get close, I see you get smaller
Are you trying to disappear?

I see little caged birds behind your fluttering lashes
And they are loosing their song

You may not know me, but I know you
Beautiful Girl, it’s time to shine again

Sunday, January 1, 2006

Pretty, Pretty Lady

I look at you and see you wasting
It makes me sad
To see you running
Into the black hole
Desperate to be sucked dry
And beat up
Hungry for more pain

Don’t you know you are alive?
I don’t think you do
You are alive
I am speaking to you

Wake up
And this time, don’t pretend
Be vulnerable, be you,-- you pretty, pretty lady

Stop being the understudy
Of his lies
Don’t let a man
Fill your hole

Be your purpose
Live life alive
It’s time now