red

red is the color that draws me close to you.

a desire uncomfortable enough to shy me away.

it’s unlikely for a woman like me,

you’re like poison.

the deepest want that numbs my lips.

control weakened by soul desire.

the feeling of pushing myself away from all of this is unforgettable.

and surprising.

this is enrapturing ache that will never let me go.

sometimes

sometimes intuition is a safety net.

sometimes its a cobweb

either way it can be overwhelming.

in the early morning hours, you realize you may not have slept.

and the reason for lack of sleep always depends on intuitions catch.

as you focus on the future and its bright light that shines on you

there always seems to be a current in the present.

and its not up to you to fix, its not something that will always hold you back

its a want for that question to answer itself.

 

there’s two roads to take.

keep the web and let it grow,  full of fear and uncertainty and distress and disability,

or own that safety net that focuses and protects and enables and  picks you right up onto your feet to keep you walking forward.

what i wouldn’t

images flowing.

inappropriate and thirsty.

what i wouldn’t give to spend five minutes with you now.

what i wouldn’t give to feel your hands all over me.

the deepest of sighs bring me back into my place.

away from the feeling.  away from my own thoughts.

you’re like magic, creeping into every secret hiding space.

if only i had a moment to breathe you in.

blood boiling.

aching and hungry.

what i wouldn’t give to glide into your warmth.

what i wouldn’t give to try to fill in that blank.

altitude

38,000 feet altitude.

nestled in the space that surrounds me with threes.

eyes closed listening to the vibrations that filter through me.

the surrounding buzz gives all the background that i need.

a spirited destination awaits

filled with love and playfulness,

moody emotion,

the quiet sullen that my mind needs,

and the forcefulness to push me forward.

time will pass and it might return me to a fortune i fear

and reasons i dread,

but until then, i look to the city to help give me what i need,

to complete the pieces i’ve scattered.

38,000 feet altitude is giving me the time.

inside

midnight madness.

i sneak away into the nights grays.  into the quiet streets.

back to my bed sheets.

i remove all of me.  i leave it bare for you to see.

and i don’t care.  this is my heart on my sleeve.

but you’ll never know, and i don’t think i will ever tell.

still i slink into your movement.

breathing fire on the surface.  bodies pressed tight, they glide.

i do this for me, not you.

because inside i need something different to feel.

sparkling lights

these angles have a good way of keeping me company

while everything else moves,

with the hums and the drums

the buzz of the night breaks through my windows

through the curtains that hide me away from it all.

these angles have a way of sparking lights in thoughts

a once upon a time,

and they bring fire.

they burn holes right through me.

all within a group of four broken walls

the ceiling has no way of keeping this inside.

and with perfect timing, fingertips build together

while still leaving want.

this and you

the smell of you soaks my wine glass.

fresh still the next day.  strangers passed me by and i swore it could be you…

that was my faith hoping…

.waiting.

so here i sit, coming to my own conclusions of you and i.  relaxing at the thoughts of

time changing everything.

and i find myself in no need to worry

because i still feel you.

allowing myself to slowly pour it out.

Finally.                                     Relief.

How could i have ever stopped?

this and you.

heart tells me time will show its truth.