Infinity of beingI have been here alwaysin one form or another.molecules and particles...Matter never created ordestroyed, you know.A cycle of transfers.The me you knowwill someday blowacross your facein the form of subatomicbits and pieces.Will some part of youfeel that and know?
treasuresoften I awakefeeling like I'm drowningand there is no boat,no lifeline,not even onerot-forsakenjagged rockto hoist myself upon,to breathe for aminute.And I want it to end.All of it.To simply go underthe wavesand not come up.Let the darkness claimwhatever it wants.But that's too easy.And I'd miss something.I'd miss the sunlightbreaking over the eastern horizon,the sound of snow falling inthe woods,the taste of good bourbon,the warmth of a roaring fire.I'd miss the weight of a sleepy child,the shock of a cool lake in summer,and the feel of grass under my feet.So I fight.I claw my way to the surfaceas each wave crashes over.Defiant of the darkness.
UntitledAnd there I amtall and strongnew scars to tellthe storiesof where I wasand how I've beenand how I'vejust scraped by.And every curvecarved outand polishedby time.And I standexposedto love myselflike no oneever could.Tall and stronglean and longoh, but if theyonly would.
awakeningDrunkenly spilling emotions,overflowing with all the thingsI'd forgotten how to feel.Pins and needles-Oh, oh my God how it hurts.An awakening.The warmth that spreadsfrom the center of my beingoutward toward you.It burns, but it reminds methat I'm still aliveafter everything.And I reachas I spill, pouring myselfinto open armsthat wrap me safe and warm.
skin to skin contactfull length.incredible view.curves and angles.all of you.and I am honored tolay beside you,vulnerable and exposedand I feast upon thesensationof bare skin against mine.I revel in the nearnessand the warmthyou radiate.and I breathe inyour scent.smooth skin.soft curves.unshowered andgroggy still.Breathing together.Contact.*sigh*And we doze,bare, limbs entangled like vines.And I am honored tolay beside you,vulnerable and exposed.Skin to skin.without the clothes.
strippedI strip myself bareand give away bits of myselfuntil there's nothing leftbut the battered skeleton.And I give.and I give.and I offer what's leftto you,and you, being theonly one left with eyesrefuse the offer.choosing insteadto offer to me.To hold the bones togetherand help them mend.