Son

Choosing sand over stardust
Stomping along the weedy shore
Instead of swimming across
Enchanted waters
My hands steady and strong
Even as my spirit shudders
Waivers and quakes
There is no perfection
His liquid stare puzzles
No one is perfect
Momma
But you are not no one
I choose to be stay solid
When my soul begs to be free
To float on the wind
Finding magic at every turn
Not for him
But because of him
Baby turned boy turning
All too quickly
To Man
The muse to my instincts
A child too much like
His mother
With the logic, playfulness
And serene smile
Of his father
He won’t be perfect
Either
But he’ll be
Strong
And Steady
Beautiful in his complexity
Because of us
And this
Our imperfect
World

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Our night

Night by psiheya via DeviantArt.com

fingers tangled
like our hopes
my dreams float
on an autumn breeze
glimmering
beneath the moonlight
my nails in your
beard
my heart in your
palm
we are wild reason
tamed by constant
pressure
I climb inside
head first
to feel the kiss
of loves sweet
insanity
perfect pleasure
in every step
until the exquisite
torture
brings my hands
to rest
on warm damp cheeks
the essence of us
mingling with
the crisp night
air
the salty breath
of my release
see me
as I ache
to be seen
never let go
hold my hand
forever
as we walk on
into
the night

Gravity

Gravity by IneedChemicalX via DeviantArt.com

In this solid state

Tripping on my tongue

Like it’s ten feet long

My arms, fingers, muscles

All this useless heavy

Mass

It tethers me

To gravity

But the edges of

The heavens

Beckon me

The wispy sunrise

With its threads that

Promise warmth

A purple sunset

Cooling the tempers

Of the honey bees

Inside my soul

The moon

Singing its silver song

If I could claw away

This skin

Free myself

To float with my fairy kin

Above the trees

Into the clouds

But I can’t

Even with the magic

Of your breath

Beneath my wings

Time after Time

You picture me too far ahead so you say, go slow, but then I fall behind.

The second hand unwinds…

Time after time

Music and poetry coil together, making love or art, or some magical combination of the two, before they burrow inside you to teach you things you’ll never really know.

Secrets are stolen from deep inside

And the drum beats

Out of time…

Time after time

Crossing

https://www.deviantart.com/art/Crossing-659868720

Beyond the dark

The edge of the forgotten

I continue on… over… past…

Crossing the withering stream

Of my ambition

I find the other side looks

No different

My precious words

Sunk like pebbles in the

Black abyss below

Shall I dive in?

Collect them and save them

From what?

There will be more, they say

You will find them again, they say

Your time will come

They say

But the dark water below

Holds onto all my secrets

All my plans and dreams and hopes

All my lies and defeat and guilt

All my inspiration

All my intangible love

Maybe I’m too scared

To do anything

But cross

Maybe this bridge is only that

Part of my path

And stepping off is simply

Walking into the future

But oh, how the sun rises

At my back

The side I came from

Lit by the magic and beauty

Of everything I used to be

Don’t look back

Just cross

Trust

That everything

Has it’s time

And the sun that rises

Also

Sets

magic touch

Holding Light in My Hand by WillTC
Holding Light in My Hand by WillTC via DeviantArt.com

those fingers dancing
over each hill and every valley
brushing away pesky thoughts
pressing needy sighs
from my lips
hold on tighter
touch me lighter
pinned beneath
my gentle giant
urged to feel
stroked to surrender
forced to release
tonight
at the edge of tomorrow
let me perform
that song you love to hear
take me there
mad, wild, lovely
until I am nothing
and everything
pure pleasure
beneath your fingertips
your
magic
touch

Morning

Morgennebel by rattus_bavariae via DeviantArt.com

When the sky falls
You pull me near
My umbrella
My savior
My hope
Holding onto me
So tight
Holding me up
When I feel like
I am the sky
Burdened by the
Weight of the sun
And responsible
For feeding
The world
You remind me
I’m only a girl
Your girl
And my obligation
Is simply to rest
In your arms
Until the storm
Passes
And a new day
Kisses my lips
Infusing me
With strength
To try
Again
Push through
Another day
So that i can be
Held again
Saved again
Each night
And every morning
Through
Our
Forever