Situational Gravity

I know what you want.
I made you want it,
In a profound manifestation of verb
Kindled by words and glances
Into a desire that slows time as our eyes meet.
But you don't understand my words.

You know what I want.
I made sure that you knew it
As I alchemaically combined nouns and flesh,
Kisses and adjectives,
Into an elixir- vibrant, recombinant and strong-
That I sip from the hollows of your neck,
That you swallow from deep in my being.
But you don't understand my words.

This is what we need:
To realize the Truth of our elements intercoursing,
To witness the Reality of our heated fluids flowing,
To learn Equations written in friction and integrated in spasms
As our souls dance and undulate
And we become Understanding
And need no more words.

Element: Void

Void

This is where there is nothing;

Nothing between us, nothing around us,

Nothing but us.

No space as I enter you,

No distance as you clench me,

No time but that told by the beating of our hearts.

We singular are, one from many,

And nothing exists but your nails in my back,

My breath on your neck,

My hands under you, lifting you,

Your eyes holding me, lifting me.

We are the friction of dark galaxies,

Filling what was never meant to be empty.

Frantic in our desire to be,

To create,

We have inhaled each other’s souls and bodies,

Quenched the thirst of our needs,

Reflected on our desires

Nourished our animality

Set fire to Infinity

And radiated the equations of Eternity

All with this Lust,

With this Love that we were made from and made for.

We move against, into, with one another

As if for the first/last time,

Like all that has been hasn’t,

Like we are something new in this Universe

Until your body shudders against me,

Carrying me away in its blessing

And I speak my word into your void,

Our particles colliding up, down, top and bottom,

Screaming each other’s names

As we fall spent,

Strange and charmed,

Knowing we have held nothing back,

Left nothing out,

And have nothing left. 

Element: Fire

Fire

We glow, the epitome of star,

As we heat and illuminate all

The dark places

With the light emitted by our union,

With the warmth that rises from your pyre,

That blazes from my torch

As we burn.

The heat of my tongue on the small of your back

Puts the sun to shame.

Flowers follow our radiance instead,

Drawn to our fire as it singes Heaven,

Shaken by the flares thrown from our ardor.

We are flame,

A volcano erupting, again and again,

To spew magma that only heats us further.

We melt each other

And become ashes in the conflagration of desire

That rise again and again like the Phoenix.

I grow drunk from your firewater,

Return constantly to sip it,

As it pools, from the hollow of your neck

I am tempered anew in your kiln,                                                 

Kindled until I release energy

That you massage into your shining skin,

While I refill your forge with my barely melted steel,

My coals in your hands, glowing,

My fingers on the fuse that re-ignites

The blaze in you,

And bring you eruption after eruption

As we burn.

Nepenthe

I will drink a song from your sea then bless you with one from mine.

I consume your kisses and stagger,

Intoxicated as I know the vintage of your presence,

Inebriated by the nearness of you,

My soul swaying to the rhythm of every breath you take.

This is where my tensions ease.

This is where sadness fades.

I have become addicted to your smile.

And I imbibe unreservedly of your sweet, sweet wines

As we muddle psyche and soma

And forget all of our woes in the glory of drunken revelry.

Even the hangover that my leaving must bring is the pain of Love.

Love's Prayer

a bit of grace

a little more time

to see her face

hold her hand in mine

all i ask is for the time

to complete my task

hold her heart in mine

just a quick blessing

is all i need

i fear time is pressing

forgive my greed

just a while

to hear her laugh

see her smile

she's all i have

all i'll ever need

let our happiness last

forgive my greed

all i can say

don't let it end

in Your name i pray

dear Lord, amen.

Potential

I miss the potential of us,

The energy that we created with every passing moment.

All that we could have been

All that we, maybe, should have been.

Maybe, in some world other than this, we are kinetic.

Perhaps there the great forces that are here barely contained

When we touch, when we kiss, are released

And explode for everyone to see, lighting the darkness,

Being Love, being motion.

But all that I have is this world,

Where I will keep the scent of your hair,

Even when the world has forgotten your name.

And where I miss the energy of us.

Even if potential was all we ever really had.

In Temporary Twilight

I exist only in the moment after nightfall,

When the world thinks of Love and lovers of each other,

When chaos and order play at life

And the stars themselves are passion.

And somewhere, in this temporary twilight,

I am still holding you. Now and forever,

As it has so many breathless times before,

Eternity beats your name onto my soul.

There has never been anyone, no one like you,

You were my angel, your song echoing in my heart.

And as I think longingly of your eyes

My soul remembers how to dream:

I dream your tenderness held tight in my arms,

Your hand again in mine, my heart still in yours.

And under this night, so bright in my fantasy,

We are more than even we thought possible.

I dream of lost memories of forgotten love

Of truths never learned and lies never told,

But even submerged in this vision of crystal palaces,

I know that you are gone, and I awaken.

I wake, like I rise each morning,

Praying that my heart won’t call to you,

Knowing all the while that it will, as it has

Every since my lips first touched yours.

I awake to a world of coldness

Where the warmth of you lying next to me is a memory,

But that memory is all that sustains me

As I seek the clouds I last saw you dancing under.

"Go then. There are other worlds than these." - Stephen King, The Gunslinger

Cornerstone Reality

"You say you wanna go so we can both be free" -W/As My Girl, Maxwell 


I was cold within, without you, on that forgotten eve, by that lonely lake
As I reflected. And the water reflected the moonlight such that I could almost mistake
Silver light for icy rime, in the waves and my soul; and though not likely in that clime,
Somewhat more plausible than my wasted effort to stop your heart's retreat from mine.
Though, even after this space of time, sure I am that had I decided, heavyhearted, to go wading,
Instead of standing alone on that twilit Autumn/Winter shore lonely, longing, waiting,
Cold for want of Lost-Love's warming embrace, and had lost myself- dark frigid water enlaced-
Then, in that moment, would have been no more or less frozen than since I last kissed your face.

The Method of Tenacity (Bound by Dichotomous ?'s of U)

Conjecture: That there exists between like hearts and minds a species of emotional magnetism.

do u love?

do u miss?

do u remember the taste of my lips when we kissed?

do u want?

do u touch?

do u know that i miss u way too much?

do u know?

do u care, that i wake each night wanting u to be there?

do u love?

do u want?

do u long?

do u think of just me when u hear certain songs?

do u have?

do u hold?

do u know that i want u without being told?

do u love?

do u feel?

do u burn?

do u understand how much your touch makes me yearn?

do u kiss?

do u taste?

do u lick or do u bite?

do u hear my spirit calling through the stillness of the night?

do u need?

do u scream?

do u moan?

do u realize what will happen when i get you alone?

do u love?

do u hide?

do u reveal?

do u think this is temporary or think this is real?

do u try?

do u cry?

do u lie?

do u know what u want even if u don’t know why?

do u hunt?

do u chase?

do u comprehend the truth i learned from your smiling face?

do u love?

do u?

do u know how much i need the answer to the question of u?

do u love?

Lemniscate

You may seek me,

If your hatred or your love,

Your desire for vengeance or for passion

So direct you.

But if it is not my wish,                                                 

I will not be found.

And then, in the silent midnight hour,

When the dark clouds o’ersweep the moon and

Hurl lightning from horizon to horizon

As the celestial thunderer rages,

I will come to you with the falling rain

And then we will be one under and within the storm.

Element: Earth

Earth

We are foundation,

Holding up the Heavens

At the same time that we support one another’s weight.

You rise over me, only to drop again,

Again and again.

We plow, nourishing the earth

With the joy of Seed.

I dig into you with urgency, a hunger

For your harvest that grows of its own accord.

We live to reap, to grow, to move snakelike in

Strong, moist soil,

Living to die and dying to live again

As we nourish.

My stalk grows in your tunnels,

Knowing your yielding loamy moisture

As you continue to climb the tree rising

From the center of me,

As my mountain thrusts into your valley,

Bringing life, giving life.

I lift you, turn you so that we give of our bounty,

Life’s mud coating our faces before

I rise again, now to the world beneath the world,

Driving my plow into the rich soil,

Loving the resistance, loving the mud,

Loving the dust, loving the dirt

As we dig deep,

Shovel throbbing, earth moving,

Quaking

And drinking deep

And shake the world

As we nourish.

Love-Call (Beyond Hyperbolic Vertex)

I watch you, again,

As your sleeping soul rests,

And I feel my heart swelling

Again with Love for you

Almost against my will.

There is so much I’d pray for

As I stand here,                                                                  

But all my prayers are gone.

I asked God to let me find you and He did,

I sold my soul back to Him,

All my prayers (dreams) gone away,

To have you, and here you are.

If your understanding were mine,

You’d see my heart surrounding you-

This Love is all I have

You are the only Heaven I hope for

So I watch you, again,

As your sleeping soul rests

And long for the answer to my prayers

To answer my Love-call.

Element: Silver

Silver

We reflect in silent moments,

Growing together like moon in sky,

While we chain each other in the freedom

Of mutual, untarnished Gravity.

We free the night

As we conduct all the electricity in our hearts

To our bodies and lips to meet in

Perfect circuit.

We are mirrors into the soul of Life,

Reflecting in our passion, our lust,

Our very being, the inherent desire in the

Song of all Days;

Knowing that, as I see your face captured,

Momentarily,

In each drop of sweat that falls

From my forehead to your breast,

Even in Lust, the heart pauses to breathe.

I reflect upon the sweet pleasures

Of your tongue 

As well as the sweet pain of lonely nights

When you are not near.

We reflect,

Our hands greater utensils, precious,

Bringing our sensual repast to lips waiting,

Tongues flicking and backs undulating in sterling need

Of all the things we are,

All the things we know,

All that we bring out in one another

As we reflect Love

In infinite repetition.

Sweet Reverie

I watched you, while rainclouds gathered

In the sky above us.

And you were so beautiful as you sat,

Unconscious of my attention-

Innocent to my affection-

That my mind created for us

Grand castles surrounded by endless gardens,

Where we could forever escape these lives

And live loved and loving from now til forever;

Or perhaps where I could at least

Hold you in my arms, smelling you

Bathing my soul in your scent

And letting my heart race in the nearness of you.

But while I sit here dreaming,

You stand and walk away

Scattering the remnants of my fantasy

And ending my sweet reverie.  

Element: Water

Water

Our flesh ripples as we touch

And surf the waves of our growing desire,

Taken like ships at sea, rising and plunging,

Loving the depths even while we seek the crest,

As we flow.

We are this sea, bathing in each other,

Bringing moisture with moisture

While we caress, tasting first with our fingers

Later with tongues, always in our souls.

We nourish the world in our rain

As it flows from us,

Physical and spiritual,

First sweat attaching cheek to thigh,

Lips to breast, my hand to the back of your neck

As I wrap your hair in my fist,

Pushing you away even as I pull you close,

I feel your tide at both ends of my body,

Then the deeper fluids of our minds

Rise to wash us away, me diving into your ocean,

Swimming in this ecstasy as I bend you over,

Moving in the stream of your consciousness.

I ride your current, deep in your waters

Loving the undertow and sweetly resisting the undertow.

We inundate this world and its concerns

As our tides rise and fall,

As our waves crash, foaming and drenching the land

Of our beings,

As we flow.

Element: Air

Air

This we create.

My breath, your breath

Joining, spinning, combining, becoming

Much more than our words;

The sweet thoughts of God;

The fluid we breathe as we inhale each other,

Love-filling our lungs, as we soar

Together through the morning,

Dew drying on our skin as we part the clouds,

Change the weather with our regard,

Sweep the leaves of the Worldtree ever onward

With the exhalation of our desire;                                  

As we rise.

We move soulward, on the wind of need,

Being the air hearts breathe

As our own hearts beat to Heat-music,

Making me rise against you,

Your nipples rough against my chest,

Breath fire against each other’s necks

As we rise.

We spin this world,

We blow, we swirl,

Lifting all lovers as we fly overhead,

Winds of sensuality becoming

A tornado of passion, of desire, of Love

Taking heed neither of reason nor responsibility,

Not while we kiss, not as you lift your breast to me,

Not as I suckle as we ascend,

Lifting everything with us in a spiral

That presses us even closer.

As I kiss down your body,

You shiver at my breath on you

As your incense rises to my lips

My hands moving along your lower back

As I lick you, tasting the first salt

Of your sweetness

As we spin, as we revolve,

As we rise.

Water and Air (As Years Rush By)

 Come let me spin you through these night clouds majestic,

While we sip glasses of chilled moonlight

And leave footprints in the stardust

I breathe only your smile.

As the years rush by.

Your body held ever in my arms,

My face floating in the seas of your eyes,

Our Love never away from each other’s hearts,

We shimmer in our own heat.

As the years rush by.

A bright present and golden future

That for us will never be a yesterday,

As all thoughts of sadness are replaced

By a Love that will never stray

As the years rush by.

So, as angels sing all around us,

We will dance eternity away

Under this night sky that never ends

With this devotion that will always stay.

Thoughts of Madness

The darkened tunnels have been traveled,

And the castles are no more;

The riverbeds are dry and empty,

And the birds no longer soar;

The deep dark forest are all cut down,

And there’s a lock on every door.

The sky has been made clear and bright

And there is no sign of rain;

The machines of death have been laid to rest

And no one remembers the pain;

The world’s going right to Heaven or Hell

And the mad shall lead the sane.

The world has moved on, and on again,

As I move towards madness,

For this sphere of life holds for me no joy,

But neither is there sadness.

Spirituality: House of Worship

"Tu as pris mon cœur, ma sœur, mon épouse, tu as pris mon cœurpar un de tes yeux, avec une chaîne de ton cou." KJV, Song of Solomon 4:9

I am Nox’s son, Father/Brother/god
That brings the revelation of flesh,
All the manna of our souls falling through the air,
All your curses moving me on,
As I pulse in the rhythm of your Angel-sweet body
Entering your temple in awe
And in ecstasy.


We are the congregation lascivious, rocking in hunger,
Writing our prayers in friction
As we speak in tongues that dance as they taste
And testify at the top of our lungs.
We bow our heads in rapture
From the give and response of
Physical hymns.


I am the cardinal in pantherskin, preacher/predator,
Sermonizing as I prey;
Every verse written in fluids primal
And quoted from the holy book of our bodies,
Anointed in our own oils,
My rod comforting you,
Your body Communion sweet.


We are the Choir of the dark, sinsinging,
Harmonizing, in the clapping of our soma,
While mouths drip the holy waters of our passion:
Sweet, musky wine and hot salty lyrics,
Psalms that bounce off the walls
As we duet the mantra of desire.
Percussion in the House of Worship.


I am the Thunder, nightskinned lightning,
Bringing the storm of ecstasy,
The rain that falls from your thighs,
My voice booms as I strike deep
And electrify the flower in your temple,
Making it bloom
Making you shout.


We are the Church of the Erotic, holy and profane,
Righteous in Our Name, sinners in our blood,
Making an offering of all our passions,
Calling God with our psyches,
Bodies pulsing with the infinite beat
Of the Heart in the heart of hearts,
Cumming soulward and seeking Heaven.


Amen.

Street Song 5: Tangent Line

there is a woman I saw once

that inspired me to write;
and not only to write, but to dream
and most of all to remember
all that Love is about.
ain’t that some shit,
how by chance a glance at this Lady
started to melt the ice
and had me thinkin’ about Love
and romance, candles, wine and jazz.
maybe it was just bad timing that let me
see her for so short a time,
what with her bein’ so fine
and us not bein’ together.
so here I am, inspired by her memory
led into fantasies by a brief encounter.
images of her lips and hips,
thoughts of her cleopatra eyes
have me searching breathlessly for
her face in clouds.
who is this magnificent woman I once saw?
why don’t you tell me,
you see her everyday in your mirror.