Doubtless you inspire
The words that buzz around my head.
Those loud incantations that fill my heart with a lightness almost palpable.
So that, when I’m by your side
It feels as though I could reach out and pluck the perfect words from the strands of your wild hair. I feel as though I could.
But then I get stuck, undone in my desire to take you in.
To witness your being until it washes over me and drowns who I was; what I wanted to say.
What I wanted to say was,
Deeply and completely.
For drowning me.
For taking me into yourself and trusting me enough to let me rest in you, for a moment.
And now I have begun thinking of you again,
And the words are starting to fade.
As they do when the image of you cascades into my mind.
Before they vanish please note;
I always want it to be you that pushes me under the water and drowns me;
I always want it to be you who pulls me back up for air.
The glow of the moon,
Can’t touch you,
The way I can.Selene’s slender fingers
Wrap around your body,
But she doesn’t know,
Where to let them linger
She spreads her light across countries,
Bathing your sleepy head in a silver aura.
She can’t bathe you like I can.
I can spread my light on your body,
And bathe you in my essence,
Until you swell with it,
Until your soul floats.
The trains run late,
The milk goes off,
The moon hides,
When you’re away.
All the simple things,
In my life,
Determined by so little,
Everything feels strange,
When you’re away
Give me back my love for one night,
And I would paint the sky with flowering stars.
Let me show you again how the burning desire of my heart,
Is likened only to the flames of a dying sun,
Bright beyond measure as it collapses into itself.
Give me an hour in your arms,
And I could write a complete symphony,
Traced into your flesh where my fingers dance upon your skin;
The crescendo of passion washing over us in sleep.Cupping your sweet breasts,
I would send my love through to your heart,
Using my fingers to guide myself into you;
A hidden cave chiselled out of our secret joy.
Let me breathe you in,
And with a lungful of your being,
Exhale whispers into your bones.Penetrating time until only we remain.
When all the crows have flown away
And all of the heartstrings have broken
I will come for you
Amidst the ashes we will rise like a phoenix
Our love will be Lazarus
Our passion consuming us
Too powerful for either of us to handle
Brighter than fire
When the world turns its back
I will stand in front of you
I will make my defence heard
And growl into the night
By your side
As this cold dream rattles our bones
Too much the likeness of another,
Doth mirrored souls create,
‘Twinned betwixt the sheets of comfort and passion.
Glory on fire as the wind burns her name,
As hallowed as the pillow on which her hair remains,
The twin glass that shatters every night,
Against the sea of storms upon which she took flight.
Oh were I able to caress your soft cheek,
I’d pepper you with a dozen flourishing kisses.
To be holding your delicate body,
Laced as it is with passions,
And absorbing fire.
I’d paint a picture with my lips,
Upon your golden neck,
Twisting my poetry around your skin,
And whispering my love,
Into your ear.
Come and rest with me,
Trace patterns across my freckled body.
Find the constellations in my skin,
So that you might delve
Into the night time world,
Fragrant perfume of love,
That floats above us
And caresses our every pore,
With its promise of happy days and
Oh these poetic hearts,
Yet still in sync.
How then must we live
Without the other’s touch?
That we would warm ourselves
By the light of our private passion
And delve into the undiscovered recesses
Of each other.
Naked to the bone and
Strong as fire.
Together a pack of dogs
At the moon of love