poem

My Other

Could I dream without seeing you here?
Think, without placing you near.
Live in ways that don’t think of your spirit
Stand in the wind, without hearing you in it.
Could I sing any song and not feel you inside?
I can open my heart, my soul, and my mind

My body laid bare for skin to collide –
No regret for the shape my lips cannot hide
I could fuck what’s on offer and not give a damn
Stand upright tall, proud bold as I am
Take off my pleasure in flesh with another
But my hearts always yours, my souls other.

IW

 

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You still me,
You remind me to breathe,
You are my peace.

You console me,
You wipe away my tears,
You are my calm.

You infuriate me,
You make my anger love,
You are my fire.

You stroke me,
You ignite me with your touch,
You are my desire.

You tease me,
You make me laugh and cry,
You are my everything.

You lift me,
You make me thankful,
You are my world.

You love me,
You make me love you too,
You are my soul, my life, my love.

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The Future Is ~ 1

There is no era more than now
to embellish upon lies fallen down centuries
as we sit watching suns going down
drink of lust in our hands,
seeing only visions
Yesterday carved in stone
winds blow away the rushing waves
When all that comes before it,
will be the sound of drums
upon mountains
as soldiers carry swords
to pierce the sides of Adams rib.
None other can come
than the already spoken.
No word,  nor refuge for the hallowed
Earth bellows under weight,
In the labour she is in.     ~IW~