Wind- bending toward hope

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.