Unforgotten

We forgot about love…

And simmered between the currents lust offered

The moments in between that battle of falling,

Deeply, momentarily became a faint whisper.

How often does autumn remind us to forget stillness?

And how often does the sun remember the lonely shade?

The freedom of becoming nothing more than what is

What was the end is beginning to forget love

Stirring the souls before the outcome of promises

We never mentioned that hands grasped in togetherness

Completely crumbles inside the ache of longing

We forget about love to just be…he, me …we

Passionately succumbing to the notion of fearlessly forgetting

Because love wants to take the freedom

And run

Stealing heart beats and freeing tear drops

When love is to be remembered and not forgotten

With us

 

Mutual Understanding

There's beauty 

in an imperfect unknown

Where your beginning 

ends in my imagination 

so flawed,

We were unbroken in anticipation 

Where

The conception of lust 

understood

that love never happens at all, 

we submerged

Simply 

My silhouette 

was understood by your touch 

so deep it plummeted

into a violent passion

Your tongue 

understood the ebb and flow 

of my Niagara Falls 

and the rapture of my inner Nile...

you were consumed in my core

understanding my depth

Begging for submission

Fighting emotional warfare,
demanding my strength
to diminish inside your strokes, 

I surrendered

Beating the notion 

that you can't reach 

my heartless soul 

and 

caress that ache of longing, 

You succeeded

Parting lips 

And

Allowing breaths 

to lie into each others words

Kissing the untruths 

Imploding against exploding secrets,
we came deeply into our understanding
of betrayal

Forgiving each other passionately

Igniting thoughts 

that will fondle memories 

so recklessly, again

And again

We collapsed 

into the heat of the moment 

And understood 

nothing 

about the flame we just created.

Dwell

I dwell in what I imagine your scent to be

Lingering the moments of air

Out and in the realm of my source

Envision the hues of you

Mahogany  like silhouette

Dripping the inner of my emotions

I dwell in what I imagine your soul to be

Craving the fated memories

And moons elude us

Betwixt the suns breath 

Beneath the willows weep

Alluring whispers are kept 

And I seek

What I imagine

Anticipation

Anticipation

The fragrance of  you  my soul seeks

And heart beats with

Deep sighs til sun takes the moon

Rise and 

My eyes speak in past tense 

Clearly unsure

But

Unspoken soliloquies erect in my 

Position

I await you

My inner thighs dance to the bump of your rhythm

And

I shift in my patience

Anticipation has taken over me

Lately