My first other

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I decided on a spontaneous act
Leave behind at the door
shed the skin
I admire the equality in our tumble
New landscapes familiar sensations
Limbs sweat
sound breath
I still find strands of your hair
Be fearless
Stretch long
I can feel
the breeze across our bodies
Tender tinder
Can I kiss you?
Rigid flexing silky smooth
Muscle tone tissue
Wet
Rest

One year.

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I’m afraid of death
& I’m afraid of a wasted life.
Everything hurts.
Every passing moment, agony.
I am not okay.
I’m falling apart.
My back against yours.
Free fall.
What do I know,
nothing.

I kissed him goodbye.
It was pure, true, honest.
Simple
Meaningful & meaningless.
Nothing & everything.
Lost love.
Great love.
It was all so good once.

Let go.

Making New Friends

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The lily on my dash
Reflects a smile
watching the road
Through the bow
I make my way to a place
I’ve only recently begun
To call
Home
Its only matter of time
Isn’t everything?
More specifically
A matter of mind
It Sounds simpler
To contemplate
Duality
The spectrum of things
And
The importance of contrast
Each experience exists
Paralleled to its other
The alignment
Of each piece
Depending on it’s
Ignescent opposite
No one component
Is truly independent
Or alone

Geomancy

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In moments of absolute
And silence
I return to your body
I slowly map each part of
You
I find the scars
I find the fears
I am thorough
My imagination is real
My ambition is sincere
I develop a science
Of you
Not with judgment
Nor with worry
Your geography is complex
Without
Variable terrain
You would not be you
The only request
I will ever have
Is for you
to
Be yourself