How
We made love,
I can’t get out the thought,
The feeling out of my core,
I am drugged by the memory,
Of your body so deep,
Our breaths hushed whispers,
In each other’s ears,
I close my eyes alone,
And still cannot sleep,
My want of you
From afar,
Makes for a maddening insomnia,
Alas,
I have the intimate recollection,
Of your fingers on my skin,
And sleep becomes irrelevant,
For the dream
I’m already in
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But I Do Know (Love)
Is love like a spell that we must invoke,
Does it lay in waiting,
Until it’s summoned?
Does it exist around us like air,
That we breathe in and out?
Does it only reside inside us,
As a system, or pump through us like blood?
Is love alive, does it beathe, but seem stationary like a tree?
Does it have memory, history like water in the ocean?
Does love evolve, like living creatures,
Or is it static, never changing, always being?
I know love,
but I also don’t know,
Love seems to be all these by things,
In and out of us,
Love a spirit, love a diety, love a force rooted in the creation of existence,
There are so many things I don’t know about this,
But I do know
I love you,
And that love
is.
The Way We Used To (Dreams)
Sometimes in my dreams,
We’re at a coffee shop,
Discussing everything,
The way we used to do,
Sometimes in my dreams,
You’re showing me your stomping grounds,
The way you used to,
Sometimes in my dreams,
We’re in the car,
Driving wherever the road takes us,
Like we used to do,
Sometimes in my dreams,
With candles lit, and our song on,
We passionately make love,
Like we used to,
-But scratch that-
This is my dream,
And “used to” doesn’t matter,
In my dream we still do all the things
We used to,
In my dream,
I can hold you,
And trace the outline of your face,
Run my fingers through your thick hair,
And taste your precious mouth,
I feel your body over,
in me,
we melt
As flame light flickers on the walls,
And I say your name aloud
As if an incantation to release,
This is my favorite dream,
Being possessed by you,
Loved by you,
Over and over,
Until breath seems optional,
This is my dream,
But slumber ends,
And I’m left hazy,
Hung over,
With a need,
An urgent hunger for you,
For a fill
That I will never get,
And so I rely on dreams,
Because in dreams
I can have it all,
In dreams
Our song never ends.
Go Back
Let’s go back,
Way back
To when we were first lovers,
Ease into my lips,
And find them parted for you,
Kiss them slowly as if this might be the last,
Kiss,
And kiss,
Take my breath,
And promise to never give it back,
Want more,
As I do,
And find it deep inside
Me,
Waiting
Desperately
for you.
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