The Tide Is Out

Little by little
Piece by piece
You tear away
The moors beneath my feet.
Stand upon a pier
Air heavy with moisture
Are these tears upon my cheeks?
Or vapor lingering like a mask
Controlling my thoughts
Controlling my desires
Controlling me.
I feel boxed in
Jailed without bars to hold me
My prison
A drafty place
Created within
Waiting for me to walk away
For the key to become apparent
I know it is hidden
Somewhere in the recess of my mind
I am unable to find it
Unable to follow the yellow brick road
For it does not lead to safety
But to a cavern of inequity and sin.
I have become lost
There seems to be no path back
To life
To dreams
To love.
Upon this pier I stand
Rocking gently with the waves
One step forward
Down I fall
Into the rabbit hole
Never to return home.

©April 3/23


I want you.
I need you.
I desire you.
I imagine your hands 
upon my body
in my hair
around my throat.
I imagine the heat from your skin
seeping into my bones
burning me from within
as I cling to you
shuddering in ecstasy.
I imagine the strength in your arms
as you hold me
position me
take me to heaven 
bringing me back to earth
only to send me soaring
again and again.
I long to be the one 
who you curl around 
murmuring nothing
stroking my hair
cooing in my ear
as our hearts slow 
to one steady beat.
I imagine..... 
one scene after the other
that you and I
once more 
would be together
our bodies blending
our moans
our sighs 
the music to which we perform.
A subtle dance of passion
ignited once more.

©March 28/23
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