Afternoon Delight

cozy warm inside my crabby shell
cocooned from the world
i lay in my stillness
staring at a familiar scene
sitting on my thighs
this colorful screen

this afternoon's delight
an encore performance
of "man hunt"

The Prayer

i'm still madly in love with you
fuck the structure of poetry
that annoying seductress
locked within the ideas
bathing in regulations

cuz christ i want
i want that taboo love from you
the one that feels illegal because it's so raw
in this moment i want to go backwards
try again

all of those things i didn't "get"
all of those increasing expectations
they matter little now
when my heart still craves you like this
and every new potential is fucked
because i compare them all to you

i know in what i trust
but right now i just want
your goofy smile
your lusting eyes
your slender body
your shaking hips
your scorpion fire
your lips
oh those lips that i loved to kiss
that beautiful open heart
oh when it shone
you filled my being with creative Life

i have the uncontrollable urge
to phone you
to weep in confession
or regression
or out of some repression

trivial thoughts
because i fear this
is one-sided
- perhaps as it always was
or is it again my story of self-pity
and deprivation

i'm in a prayer:
let this contrast into my body
let me loosen this love inside of this heart

Without You Here

moments of doubt resurface without you here
the tightrope tightens

and so I am reminded to trust in my aloneness
not separate in our distance

I await your return and the remembering which you carry;
my consecrated relationship and our paradoxical existence.

Removed From Mind

there's a hush
filled with grace
an empty room
made of space

cleared of thoughts
thoughts of clearing
clearing thoughts
which I am hearing

through this Self
I co-create
truthful Presence
the deepest faith

why this current?
this current vessel?
am i safe?
does safety tremble?

when will I trust
in this adventure?
'tis evolution
that seeks surrender

what i seek
i will not find
it has been found
removed from mind

Mysterious Scorpion

whenever I read of your latest exploration
i still get that jittery feeling

there's still that temperature increase
the rise
heart on edge
pounding

i don't lie to myself
i miss you
you were a lover to me
without boundaries
available indefinitely in our embrace

i don't miss what i expected of you
but expected you might miss it a little
miss me a little

such caution you take
in your coded revelations
i see the layers you are peeling
the ones no longer serving
they are visible to me

you remain the mysterious scorpion

You are Me

friend from the past
how curiously you have returned to me
how interesting the changes
we speak in tongues now
in languages unheard, unspoken
a dialect reciting from the heart

we are ever-changing
finding each other Now
Soul embracing Soul
on common ground
steadier than common
mysterious gravitational pull into relationship

that which resides in you
is a marvel to the planet
you are radiance
you are the melody that always returns
singing within the cells for generations
you are more than my friend
you are a presence
you are essential
you are me

Intensity

I feel your vulnerability in your sharing.
What a gift you offer by being so open and available.
This is what I have been feeling between you and I,
this sensation of availability to Life,
to the current.

Our awakened bodies near each other,
touching (or not),
bodies electric,
I could barely be beside you.
I am humbled by our current.

As for your challenges,
I hear how difficult it is.
I can not fully understand the challenges,
as they are not mine.
But we can and do trust in Life.

In this conscious evolution,
this time represents the deepest invitation,
an immersion into Life itself,
a mastery of sorts,
a discipline in every moment.

How deep is our love of Source?
Nothing will stand in our way.
Nothing can stand in the way of a consecrated life.
We will invite the shadows that appear.
We shall walk into the intensity... together.