Shall I speak from the truth of me,
the whole, be bold and delve into my fascination
with your lips; the ones that speak of my perfection and bid me to your side?
The inside come out and I am at once in love with everything I see
even me
and especially you.
A brave contemplation of this head long dive towards your heart, running full speed to the beat of some foreign line as I naively site read some cryptic score.
It’s the lust in your breath that has me undone.
The more I resist my skins lamenting,
the less my poor mind will make time for anything else.
My organs defeated, unrequited, resigned to identify with the ghosts of loss.
The fortress crossed,
the boundary broken.
You’ve awoken the dragon once placated by poetry and song.
the fire now brewing renewing some long forgotten fantasy.
The King has arrived!
And yet,
this war you cannot win rages throughout your thin understanding of what is right
as if there were such a thing in the momentary flash of a life.
You run in circles sorting some sad sorry fight waged inside a jet lagged soul.
Celestial obligation trumping true love.
Forsaken
Forgotten
Forbidden.
A dance of secrets an unworthy tithe.
Idolizing ego; the ideas of the mind.
Prosthelytizing elementary paths to ease the longest road while my dive into the unknown gleans only thorns in your crown.
I am the sacrifice to your fear.
