In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.
– Rumi –
TGIF…
i’ll be a park…
I’ll be a park, and thou shalt be my deer.
Feed where thou wilt, on mountains or in dale;
Graze on my lips, and if those hills be dry,
Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.
– Shakespeare –
‘tween the sheets
this new day dawns
with my lips devouring yours
our morning smells
mingling
under well-loved sheets
your name on my tongue
lover
my mind you have mated
and amazed my sight
how can i not
hold you in my waiting
my cooing dove
feel me reach
into countless tomorrows
not once letting go
this new day dawns
with its everythings and nothings
chosen and prescribed
promised
living moments given to an other
beyond the edge
of our bed’s horizon
so you caress your doubt
and search
my eyes for hope-giving light
that there is enough
to keep me near
when i am already
here
kissing you in bed
L
– Lola Moi –