He, immovable boulder,
His tarantula like fingers in my hair,
He stood in my kitchen statuesque, serene or burning,
His love was honey,
Cloying nectar rendering immobility,
I couldn’t avert my gaze for all of infinity,
While running away, over my shoulder I sought him,
Protector, in rough and gentle ways I fought him,
There is no love like the love we give with a broken heart,
I restored myself unto him and he kept me from falling apart,
Scarlet snake slither and to the Earth return,
Scales fall from eyelids, dizzy violins, Heaven burns
Which pronoun do you address me by? Which do you see?
All fully realized, un/re-fulfilled, all facets of reality,
At the helm, some say a soul, a spark, a brain at the wheel,
Which primordial raindrop do you feel?
Sparks flying in the celestial, containing all galaxies,
Villain/Hero, Mythic/Attested, Ever evolving ,
Sempre aeternam tempus, only ever just
Steady lead light footsteps,
Notebook with newly written page, ink still wet
Advancing trust and time,
You bring the tequila and I’ll be the lime,
Soft fingers interlaced,
Trust flowing like rivers unfazed,
Your throat is filled with flocks of flightless birds,
I expectantly await the song of your words,
These planks and sinews skeltonic
Frame what remains electronic,
When I see you again I will kiss your feet,
Thank the dusty roads for holding you until it could be me.
I once knew your tender rage,
Evolution, turn the page,
I trusted, you loved me,
Once we were not who we turned out to be,
Seeking luminous infinite home,
Future: unending opal road
Love like Wind,
Allowing soft air to breathe.
Love like Fire,
Warmth to the bone but not burned.
Love like Water,
Quenching when parched, Flushing the toxins.
Love like Earth,
Anchored, grounded and eternally interwoven.