What's His Name

I called him
good boy
For years every time he fell
I tried to kiss his pain away
with my presence
I tried to grow him up in my power
but he wanted to stay a boy
So I had to go

I called him daddy
Encountered him when I thought
I couldn't take another step
But he punished my vulnerabilities
they were disobedient to his version of me
My presence a nuisance because
he couldn't see how I had anything to teach him
he couldn't see my being as a source of knowledge
so he pushed me away
I stayed gone

Now I am at the bend in the road
and I hear my love calling
but I can't answer
I don't know his name

Long ago there was a time
when I could call him my lord
or some such title
to show both my submission to his power
and my worthiness as his equal
Where are those names now

I feel him ahead of me
calling my name
Beloved
I can hear him say
but I cannot answer him
because I don't know his name

Save Time

Save time
don't touch me
if you don't mean it
I mean
don't commit my skin to memory
if all you wanna do is fuck around

Save time
don't enter my mind
stroke my vulnerabilities
make them come
then leave

Save Time
Yes it's sweet
smells like life
and can ease your mind and body
but if you don't show up
what's the point

My being is adorned with glory
like a lily of the valley
I'm not created to be plucked
and placed in a bouquet

I'm like air
meant to live around you
and inside you
to be
but if you are trying to possess me
I will flow through your fingers

Save time
don't try to bottle a breeze
thinking you can drink it at your leisure
don't try to grasp with your hands
what is come to refresh you

Adoration

A cool breezes touch me
with the sounds of a home bustling
filled with voices I never want to forget
I find gratefulness welling up inside me

How are you touching my life
Where are you coming from
When will I see you

And I hear the answer
"Don't ask when."
I submit
and prepare for your coming
a faithful maiden
an oil lamp trimmed and full
a chalice ready

You promised you'd come
So I sing and dance everyday in anticipation
because you are faithful
Becoming familiar with the feeling
of living in
basking in
the feeling of your presence all around me

I am filled with love and thankfulness
I already feel you like cool breeze that touches me

Waited So Long

Your kiss
quenches the ache in my gut
and touching you feels like
the moment before a long hug is ending
Nothing is better than your voice in my ears
Nothing more comforting than
being your place of rest

So satisfying to my soul
my head in your lap
your fingertips on my skin
the smile on your face
You are precious to me

Daughters of the world
I slept too long
Do not make me miss his passing

I must have been Queen Sheba in a past life
You are nothing less then my Solomon
I push my face deeper into your chest
to get lost in the scent of you
as your left hand holds my head
and your right hand enfolds me

I am not ashamed of my tears laying under you
receiving kisses that feed my soul
being feed life from your being
each time you enter me

I waited so long for you
waited so long to find my home
within your arms

O daughters of the world
awaken me when he is close
being buried in his love is what pleases me

The Promised One

Touch
there's a touch
which means more than money
an action wanted more than food
where laughter lasts past the first date

Think
of a time when
you don't have to explain your thoughts
where music is a language
and they are bilingual

Feel
deeply into that space
finally heard and understood
where your picture journal lives and breathes
and speaks back to you from their space

See
the future where two sets of eyes
see a vision and a mission
and head in the same direction

Taste
how sweet it can be
to create share and marinate
in each others sensuality
far beyond the heat of responsibility

Reach
inside and hear the two
rolling around in power and pleasure
where the supernatural becomes natural
because they invoke each other to greatness

The urge is pressing
softening the yearning
And I'm waiting for the already fulfilled
promise of your coming

Worship

Everything you are
I want to feel

You are still my muse

My lips
arms and thighs
stretch open to invoke you to come closer

Place your glory above me
so I can whisper prayers in your ear

My king
My lord
My god
fall over me

Enter your temple
so I may worship you

Everything you are
I want to feel

Come into your temple
so I can whisper prayers in your ear

Experience

Love is the experience

You can hear it in the voice
of one who is earnest in their love
and faithful in their action

Wrap yourself in it

It's in the trust of children
who watch adults fail
and still believe in them

Look for it

It's in the cold glass of water you drink
and the cool breeze touching you
on a hot day

it's yearning for you
gulp it down
let it saturate you

How a person lights up seeing you
and the way sunbeams gently touch you
even as the sun beams its heat

Know this peace
feel it deeply inside

Love is the experience