relentless

Could I write words
that don't agitate a tense soul..
Could I write words
that ease.. release.. .relax. his heart…
as effectively as my hands can
unwind his body

Could I extend that part of my soul,
and wrap him warmly in unmitigated comfort,
akin to my arms embrace…
gentle while we sleep..
breaths peaceful and content.

Something
so simple
and in the same moment,
phenomenal.

Could I kiss him?
and breathe passion into his body.
Could I care about him..
so preciously,
and bound like water
.. tenacious ..
but pure in its desire to stay connected.

Could I feel safe..
safe.. regardless of this confusion.
Could I.. …feel… freely.
.be happy in the knowledge of his contentedness.

Could I…
could
he…
could…we….

quietly I listen, and I am
.quixotically.
Compelled.

hiccup,
blink.. eyes glazed he is over-thought..
and I am armbarred
from knowing
..from leaving

relentless
...
....
~05.29.07....

tempest

Turning inside out, anxiously reaching for hesitation. Synthetic. Mystified by convolutions so strong I am fuzzy with misunderstood notions. And as a rock strikes the pond the ripples of calm surge and possibility tacks fear and hope and every other emotion blithely to my mind. There seems to be no release of me. I'm always moving. Water.. though I am an air sign, I always feel the most kin with water. Must be my Gemini self. Capricious as I am, I'm torn.. was that a breeze or a swell? Opposites in myself. And as my tempest nature dictates I crave what my fingertips can only achingly graze. Restless as water, I am searching.. And though logic would dictate possibility, I wonder if I will ever be found. I worry I've become a folded memory.

11.06