smitten i surrender

alls i know is with this burning between my legs... the banks have been breached and worth now flows orange like leaves in these autumn storms.




nov 4


it is on kilis floor that i lie
i wish to suck my fingers and curl my toes
these beats throb in the floor that i lie
my breasts throb in proximity of you
here, is the intoxicated, eyes rolled back, serpant of rising
in the base of my throat
i must part my lips
lifting chin
my head falls back to this rising passion

a puddle that reflects the sun
a piece of paper with my name on it

this is me with the sun sky forest puddle halo
this is me down there
that is me up there
a piece of paper with my name on it
my name on it
me my name
me i exist?
with these years behind me i should know.
but this knowledge brings me to my knees, to tears
you
you sit here near me
and i trust you
i trust you with these thoughts
it is you who has intoxicated me who has injected my body with this languid sensuality

it is you who i rise for when i taste my own fingers.

in this sensual intoxication, i curl
thighs spread, running red

"all those ships that never sailed,
the ones with their seacocks open,
that were scuttled in their stalls,
today
i bring them back
huge and intransitory
and let them sail
forever."




writhing on the floorr with these serpants of passion
i am finally getting down to the simple truth of my life.

i am feeling this crazy lightness
like the lower half of my body is holding to earth my upper half,
muscles supple
like a weight has left me and here i bounce.