Do you ever listen beyond,
Beyond the voice
To notice if
A soul is still breathing?
Do you ever listen beyond,
Beyond the voice
To feel if
The heart is still
Beating?
Do you ever listen beyond,
Beyond the voice
To notice if
A soul is still breathing?
Do you ever listen beyond,
Beyond the voice
To feel if
The heart is still
Beating?
Touch.
Only a heartbeat
Between us.
Altering senses.
Time collides within.
Skin feeling what no other
Has felt.
Eyes
Seeing that which no other has seen.
Energies
Vibrant
In the hush.
Words have no meaning, no form,
No need.
Breathe.
We soothe our restlessness.
In the stillness we move.
Synchronized breath becomes us
As we disappear.
Realities merging
To unbecome.
Exquisite rapture with each movement
In the hush.
No longer a mirage.
I told you my secrets.
They were in my eyes and
My sighs,
In the pause of my breath
When you touched me.
In the unfaltering beat of my heart
As you lay your head upon my chest.
Now you know.
Now you know.
I am climbing.
I turn my back to the
Wind
And try to catch my breath.
I taste the blood
On my lips
From the hit
But I do not cry.
I will cry later.
For now
I keep on.
One step,
One breath,
One blink,
One heartbeat
At a time.
for most of her life
(more than less)
she was in a state of heightened
fight or flight
her head dizzy
her breathing uncontrolled
her senses and mind wired as tight as a cat ready to run
watching body language
reading expressions and eyes
listening to tone
holding her breath waiting to bolt or duck at any given moment
her whole body racing while standing still
as soon as someone spoke to her, her mind flooded with confusion.
why me? can’t you see i am the ugliest, stupidest most disgusting person here. i am slow
of thought and of no interest.
you must be mistaken.
I am no one.
But you would never guess. Or you might consider then brush it off. she smiles and nods her
head.
Have a nice day, she might say.
by the way she quickly moves away
you would never guess the weight she carries is so very heavy.
Dancing.
I
Replace my worries
With passion.
I forget all but the music and my body moves without
Any other concern but a rhythm
Older than time.
For all of me loves every layer of every note,
Every beat.
If I were not able to dance I would die,
The weight of all I carry in me crushing
My very internal being.
I have to set those fierce ones physically free.
The ones that hang on so very tight
To my heart and skin,
That cannot be
Placed in ink or breath.
The dance becomes me
And I,
The dance.
Our eyes meet
Pulses quicken
Touching
Breath deepens
Kisses stirring
Our skin weeps
Frenzied
Fevered
Consummation divine
Now
Melding within
With every breath,
With every action,
We have a choice to be
Apathetic,
Cruel
Or kind.
I want to hear you whisper my name
With a craving ignited
From unrevealed dimensions
Within.
(A breathless
Quivering voice.)
Eager.
Crawling on hands and knees.
Whispering as you plead for water;
Begging to saturate your parched lips.
I want to feel your hands searching for treasures;
Your fingertips wandering with anticipation
Of
New found discoveries
And your lips to trail every last inch of me
In dire need of reciprocation.
I want to feel you
Shudder
And reach a point of such great intensity,
A
Summit so high,
Your whole body becomes immobilized
Waiting for oxygen.
And I want to be the breath of life
That brings you back to
Love.
I close my eyes,
I breath you in.
Beauty becomes my soul.
Your arms embrace me,
Hold me still.
My breath,
For once,
Is whole.
My heart is beating
A rhythm true.
A sound I’ve held so tight.
My soul is lifting
Weightless.
Free.
Never has it been so high.
I am singing a new song.
One my heart vaguely recalls.
One that has been hidden
Behind
Unforgiving
Walls.