Tag Archives: hands

Imaginings

Standard

Just beautiful,

You are.

And my heart simply skips

As your hands pull me close;

As your lips brush my neck.

Imaginings.

Advertisements

Emotion

Standard

Every emotion
Felt in a lifetime

Crashing in my gut all at once.

You and I

Face to face.

Loss for words.

Our voices faltering anyway

At the enormity of emotion

In a touch,

A gasp.

And breathing is enough.

Our hands know the way,

We know the way.

The thrill.

Euphoria ignited.

And there we meet together as if

On the very head of a pin.

All thoughts dissolving,

Look no more.

Space-time blooms evermore

And hearts erupt in unison.

Tangled.

Submerged.

You and I

Every inch of skin

Pressed.

Heartbeats thump through

Veins;

A morse code coursing

Unending.

Body language

Perceiving intuitively

Where to go,

When to move,

When to breath.

Stillness absolute.

Transcending Tranquility

Standard

Music pulsing

Dance floor vibrations

Nocturnal visions multiply

I am here because 

I am

Transcending tranquility 

Continual beats

Fast or slow

I go

Where i go

Primal flows of body, mind

And soul

To rhythms timeless

Unending motions cause

Undulation across oceans

Rippling 

Undoing realities set on sand

Hands touch

Lips brush

We

Us

Consummated 

Entity.

Ropes

Standard

In my complacency
And desire to be loved
I, in a time past, allowed others

To tie

Their defintions
To my ankles,
My hands.
I allowed them
To obstruct my lips,
My breath
Until
Left
Ragged and strained
I fell to my knees
In shame.
In shame for what?
For simply being myself.