Slickand wetand waiting;All this moltenachingis longingfor your touch.  In this spaceof wanting, I am deliveredto the bellyof some unknownand massive thing;a greatand terrible thing — all fire and clawsand suctioninto its lazy yawn. But before I am swallowedalive, eaten upby what has alreadyconsumed me,you shift — moving meuntil the ocean flows smoothly into my body, until I am softand squishy; a spinelesssplash of skinless womanwaitingto be covered by the touchesof […]

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I cannot stop the smile when I see you. It blooms from cheek to cheek; A bud so tightly packed can finally relax and reach for the sun of your eyes.  It turns from my heart toward the sky where the light of you can show me how to be carried like a cloud to […]

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My soul got out of the box and wrapped itself in your shadow. Every breath has lead to this castaway of being. I reached from the depths, an eternity between my hands and the sky. I needed to breathe, to be undefined —  but mostly I needed to remember how to let someone inside. So I opened […]

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Words are waves carrying you to fertile places. Thoughts are seeds growing or wilting, whatever you imagine. Pages are kisses healing you wherever pain has made a nest in your body. You open at their invitation. As they stack up, you build a foundation. Your life is a book being written as the reader is reading. Even […]

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