Tag Archives: intimacy

one animal (5 Feb 2011)

23 Feb

he was lying on the couch
a bolster under his knees
she was straddled on top
like a baby wrapped to his mother’s heart

they were resting
maybe she was crying
into the nap of his neck
but in there I saw an effortless

comfort
collapsed and held in the same gesture
they were the weave of one body
they lay merged before passion

resting as a union of mind
I walked past
and my cells reached out
into that empty

longing

for the intimacy under my body
for my body to collide
in that way, to stop
and swallow his heartbeat

as milk
to feel our bellies
breathing as one animal
breathing as one animal

I felt the gap
the missing breath of my own
passion
and the animal that I am

searching
for we have not breathed as one

we have not bled
as one animal

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make up sleep (16 July 2010)

27 Aug

dissipating
  the way a fight does
when your lover rolls over
in his sleep
and places his hand
on your thigh

in that gesture
a nuzzling in to the small
of your back
and breath sleeping
into your neck

all is as it should be
what came before
ceases to be

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