Songs of Solo(wo)man.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth

for your love is sweeter than wine



I think of you all the time.



When will that bloom, of yours and mine

unfold itself?

Like soft green leaves, from harsh dark trees

or a pretty butterfly, from a strange chrysalis.



Will you hold me then with arms tender, and true?

Strong

like the lines of a dog eared sonnet



I’ll bring myself to you.



Blooming in hope filled smiles,
unfolding 
with timid giggles,
veiled at times by the past.

A soft heart tucked under thick skin, 

pegged in rich and, I’m sorry,

but sometimes bloody soil.

May all my barbs recoil.



As broken glass washes to the shore

a little smoother than before

“Arise my darling,”

for I have found the on
e
my soul adores.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s