her

retreat:  into your cells
they chose you.
choose them.
hold them
in a vision of love,
so that they expand
and you with 
them
to the back 
of a white winged bird
where you can 
rest 
and discover
who you are.
a child
of the brightest light
drifting
in a warm sea of love.
Hirō Isono
your body is her
she holds you
as hands meet, as bodies melt
floating through the woodlands
centuries ago

the space is her
the rhythm 
that your hand falls
to touch
the other

the home is her
on the back of 
a white winged bird
we float
timelessly in love
black forest // august 2020

far away meeting

La Hija de Rappaccini, Santiago Caruso
how can i say
the point of honesty
extending from your heart
into mine

how can i say
the bliss 
in realizing
we both don't know

how can i say
the further i go
the clearer
i become

how can i say
the softest touch of intention
moves the mountains
in me

how can i say
love is beyond us
within us
through us
between berlin and munich, germany // july 2020

heat under the ocean

the unfinished surface
of your hardwood floors
rough and soft, a mirror to my feet
your crooked teeth and warm lips 
a mirror for my fingers
to dip into

 

dipping into you, hot and wet
i melt so easily
your flame takes my oxygen
takes me to melt and drip
in your warmth 
golden soft tender
flickering

will you go out? 
northampton, massachusetts // september 2017