February 8, 2004
-
in
in my need…
imagine…
the biting cold
that nibbles at me
my hunger
for the warmth
of being loved
companianship…rich with
cravings satiated
by the need
to be desired
swept into arms
hugged in the meld
sharing what
could be
or can be
imagine…
please…
come to me
i want to be
and feel
needed
i wish to have
my dream flirt
with my reality
its substance mollified
adding…swaying to the
rhythmic beat
of stirring songs
ours a duet intense
not a solo perform
plainative…without solace
please…
i wait
lying unmasked…in my
true nakedness
for your arms in outreach
bedded in depths
of duality
to laze
lost in abandon
under spells
of magical haze
soothed…the edges
of sharp…razored focus
a singular…
subsumed …and at rest
in the soaring
of passions mixed
cocktails sipped at
envolped by highballs
of masti
I wait…
alone…
so starkly so
as high peaks
that stand…ranged
in pristine isolation
with no one
to share ones point
in close proximity
to the heavens possible…above
no one to carry
and reflect
my aborted roots
in grounds…to anchor my disconnect
with all below
that live an agenda
so different…seemingly
from mine immerse
alone…
I wish…
even in decay
change or evolve
for ‘you’
to come to me…
knight or maiden
god or goddess
who will take me…?
engulf me
use me
my un inhibited spirit
my lust…to live
alive…engaged
not dead…in aloofness
my mind
body and soul
are yours on call
would yours
so be
I wish…
as i was
born….to die
i know…
so like all
i want to live
inbetween
in this interlude…brief
this coming
and this going
curl and relish…in our ‘us’
thoughts in meld
to impregnate and begat
the ‘children’…of such union
fresh perspectives…
so full
of willing promises
to carry and to nurture
them…to potential
ideas incarnate
not brief flickers
so beyond all
as i was…
in my need…
