The Opening

The Opening

 

She doesn’t know that I wake

To watch her,

For a few sunrise exposed moments.

I feel the quake of this crush coursing through me.

 

I could almost reach out to touch her brow,

Her bone,

Her breath,

Her heart’s beating story.

Almost…

But we have yet to learn that rhythm with each other.

And, I would hate to wake her.

My lids curse this larcenous sleep,

Calling me away from the tactile temptations before me;

A lost world recently rediscovered in her;

Our longing,

Our exploration,

Paused in consummated collapse.

 

And, I would hate to steal from her

The very thing that reveals her brilliance,

Amplifies her charm,

Ignites her wit fueled fire engulfing my own.

Let me master that meditation now.

Please let me soak in that sensibility,

Now!

Let her be.

Let It be.

We may actually need this dormancy,

This rest…

This restoration…

 

She doesn’t know how deeply I am captivated by

Her strength,

Her humility,

The kindness within her humor.

And, she would meet these musings with

Her carnivorous and smut-filled smirk,

And defiant humor…

Her specialty…

A twinkled dare shot from her ardent darkness…

From depths embodying

Her passionate rejection of all things stark;

Black and white,

Either/or,

Fuck yea or no…

 

She dreams in gray and speaks the language of my people

With a softer edge that seems to see me;

To have always seen me;

Before our beginning.

She feels me before I speak or write.

And, I want to swallow her breath in this moment

So as not to lose any part of her,

Nor any part of this connection,

Before I am wrenched away

For the long drive home.

 

She doesn’t yet know all the details of my practice in this life

That allows me in this moment

To leave her sleeping

Instead of consuming her without consent.

I slide my body around to let my backside’s lil spoon

Sway into her big spoon.

Her arm slips around my softness,

(she does know something of me!)

Sending me back to my sweet oblivion soothed,

Reassured,

And, settled

Into our shared compassion satisfaction.

 

xoT

~tragic love teaches~