Wind
-inspired by Lilies,
Mary Oliver-
-and you-
I have been thinking
About living
like the wind
that caresses each figure in its path
it comes from everywhere
and nowhere
lifting, stirring the
waters
cooling the edges of your skin
It belongs to no one
And touches every
One of us
Like an old sensation from
The bedroom when you were 16
She whisper-sings wordless melodies
That bend us both
Into feathery fields
Of magical memory
Where things change
And fear faded
And we both
Wanted
Safely
Meandering through a maze that only WE were meant to solve
A maze
Called consent
A maze
Called incredible desire
A maze called
Trembling limbs and secrets sent through
The slowest mail
A maze, a labyrinth
Winding toward a wide open center
With no wrong turns and
Where ravishing lavender
Melts
Without protest
At your touch
On your tongue
And the dragonfly floats
On the tendrils of the wind
Winding its way across
Every
Single
Second
Of our skin
Together.
