3 months
dearest, drink of me. yours am i to partake of, lips to kiss, arms to hold. i’m lost in the ocean of you, salty snippets of paradise plastered wetly to me at night… you, so dear to me, it almost scares me to speak of this origin inside me the beginning of love. lain, so prone to new possibilities of life, produced the secret to my new impregnation full i am, with you. my soul hangs low to the ground dressed to the nines with abandon nourishment neglected in the face of my attempts at denial framed logic in questions how why now? you are always present in my mind’s palace of pleasure where each jewel is a glowing thought of your magnificence i lay here impregnated with so much love struggling to come out wondering if this birth of you within is celebrated too soon am i premature in my wanderings, wondering if i can grasp my own answers to your newness and pull them through. only emotion can answer the inquiries of this idle mind …for all the answers lie within you genius of art scripted oiled melodied symphonied… …for all the answers lie within you visions of divinitity as apparition, haunting all my nows with your eternal eyes …for all the answers lie within you aroma of strength wafting towards me, wrapping me in your truth …for all the answers lie within you mind made for molecules to meander into meaning and manuver miracles ….yes… all the