Thursday, April 4, 2013

Him versus I

I,
whispered hello,
our first eye contact he is scared by my image
So, He is avoiding me with lies,
I've sweeten him
I'm telling him my world
Begin feeling the truth
He is proving that he is
fragile

Ill take his word...

He chases me with wit and conversation
Charm and grace
He has defused me.
We beat night with the night
To close out our day.
He has struck me silently
I should not fight this
Ill stay

We decide,

In this moment
We are not together yet he is right here with me.
In the this life that we are loving and living as just for today
He is far from close by really just a few miles away
He's scent is still on me like oils of many days,
I'm melting at the thought of him entering my pathway.

He is sending chills to me.

I'll need to discover what this is.
Should it die and be buried away...
No I'm indeed in a Cesar state
Yet these chills there involuntary.

He calls out to me.

With need and desire.
He can bury in me where there's warmth here in between my world
We will dance slowly now
We will kiss hands now
We laugh in circumstances,
He knows the whimsy is my switch;

O so he is found my place.


He has found my deepest place

His has encrusted his fingers nails in my skin
yet I feel no pain
He taste is on my lips better then honey wine from heaven
We are harmonizing moans now
He patterns aren't familiar but I'm here
I'm a quick study
He can trust this now
It's all his world within me.
He moved my soul in one deep movement
My heart is jolted like electricity bolting

These moments are so soothing


His waves through my veins

I can't feel my woes- there drowned out by him
In one breath
He became,
the light
and light dimmed low 
He became the air 
Now the air is moist with sweat
The dewey nectar seeping everywhere...
That tension filled body is screaming out...

He is a real life

He is a real being
He is a real man

A man

A man with a path
A mission into my soul.

He is crushed my sickness

He crushed my insolvency
He torn out my bruises
He has choked out the cancer in my lungs
With his detox

This thunder of a man has broke though the clouds

To taste it
Its sweetness

In hopes its not over

I breathe just to be certain
And he touches me
And assures me
And finds me
And massages out my insecurities....
He brand marked all of me. 

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