Soft sanctum

U2 Staring at the sun Brothers in Rhythm remix

The Kaleidoscope of dancing lights led to a soft sanctum of refuge

Where
Feet leapt the two into the world of the two

A respite sacred for the other
Where

Skies were lit by the pulsing color in her shimmering eyes

Burning
His touch as it pulled her closer feeling the glory of her soft

Pressing of a caressing warm wind as

Her hips close to him in the desire to become

One full moon shone in the sky for none but the two as
One finger in its sauntered trace skimming touch building heat in the soft brush of hair from her

Face

To face as charged static ready to leap as he leans in to taste passion that dripped

Soft

Succulent from her lips as smoldering desire

Leapt to a fire

Burning eternal
In the stolen moment

I stepped outside

Sarah Maclaughlin World on fire remix 

 

I had called.  I stepped outside to see a cloud.   

Solitary, it glided alone against a twilight sky.  Titanic in shape its wide spread attempted to hover calmly.  Yet within, the cloud enclosed a fermenting tempest.  Barely containing, almost breaking, lightning tore through its seething interior.  Flashes of brilliance would snap.  Flashes of light would clap against the vision.  In their ripping breaks, they displayed the strenuous effort made by the cloud.  All feeble it seemed.  The cloud would break.  It had to break.  It all seemed to be merely a show, a fine façade maintained  for whose sake I’m not sure.   Yet it was the soil beneath that paid the price.

The ground beneath desperately ached for the possibility of precipitation.  To longed to be touched by a liquid kiss.  Its cracked soil had been penitent for so long.  A station made in folly as the ground could not remember any offense that had been given.  It was a fools stand off.  The cloud knew the ground was dry.  The could longed to coat and caress the ground.  Upon closer inspection… it was the ground that appeared indifferent.  Withered blades of grass desperately appeared to stay strong.  By succumbing to the rain, the ground knew it would be lost in an uncontrollable flood.  The water would pour over her and she would become lost in the little death that erupts from life.  But perhaps most frightening off all was that in the deluge the soil would feel.  It would breathe again.  It would live again.

So the grass turned its blades from the building tempest.  The cloud contained..  As the lightning increased in tempo and rapidity… I wondered how long the tensioned ballet could last.   

I saw her standing in the field.  Her eyes were closed.  The cloud could bear no more.  Drops heavy and laden began to fall.  She turned her face smiling towards the gentle touch thumping.  The resistance of the cloud was seen to break as the drops grew heavy, thick, and increasing in rapidity.  Her smile spread across her face as she felt the remembered simple joy of the cool traces falling on her face and soaking through her hair.  In the face of the curtain sheets... she laughed euphorically.  To be caught, to be swept, to live again.
             But for now, the action was subdued.  The uneasy truce remained.

Soar

Annie Lennox: :Little Bird remix

Spread your wings
Soar High
Why?
Because you can
And
Simply because
There is no other way
To soar

Music: Afro-Celt Sound system When you're falling remix

Night falls.

She rises.

A fact evident with a glance at the sky.

Yet she stays hidden.  That is her way.  The Moon.  Scantily dressed in the wisp lace of laden clouds.  I am not supposed to see.  Yet I do.  How?  Did she think she could hide from me?  They say love is blind, but friendship always keeps one eye open.  That scares the hell out of her: the moon.

What is she trying to hide?  She is a heavenly body.  That is her blessing.  That is her curse.  Though she beckons all, she will only shine on them … for a time.  In a life of constant phase.  Chameleon change.  Her surface kept lifeless and frozen.  None may know her.  None may see her.  She has been distant so long that she thinks that she only reflects the light of another.

How wrong she is.

The earth and moon used to be one: born in the union of the same primal heat.  They erupted from life.  To give life.  If she listened to the voices of her rocks, she could hear their silent cry for return.  If she looked at her garden, she would see the petals of her flowers opened only at night.  A greeting to please the distant earth in longing memorial.  Of that which was, that which is, and that which will be.  For she lives in phases. 

A fact evident with a glance at the sky.

She rises.

Night falls.

In the moment

Lady Gaga: Bad Romance remix

 

In the moment
Between
An anticipated sigh
Heavy, deep, slow
And a sharp intake
Quick, fierce, ready to
go
She felt his trace
 
In  the moment
Between
The closing eyelid
Shadow brushed  yet
Furtive moves of eyes
Cannot be hid nor
The twitching tight
Of her stomach
A quick convulse
For
She felt his trace
 
In the moment
Between
His rising
Stroking
Touch
And the inviting tilt of her head
Stood the moment
Between

Half-open eyes

Velvet Underground Venus in fur remix

Half-open eyes shone fierce in the dark
Smooth move back captures her face
In a pool of half light
He drew near
To dripping  lips laden
With desire
Full
Ripe
And waiting
Tiny shocks of lightning leapt
From her lips towards his
Static dynamos
As the lean eased close
Greeting the meeting
Focus pinpoint
On
The burning contact
Sends the spreading warmth
Awakens hunger voracious
As hands pull the other tight
The soft silken slide
Of flesh finding the fabric hidden flesh
Of the other
Searing to the touch
Yet
Pulsing a life erupting
Bursting
Ready to be consumed
The kisses increase in rapidity
In desperation
In consumption
Longing
Longing
Til
The caress presses
Back into the heat
Her her neck leans back
His lips consume across her neck
As they travel further down
Consuming all in their path
While
Her
Half-open eyes shone fierce in the dark

Echo and the Bunnymen: Lips Like Sugar Remix

Could she know 

In a world 

Where less is more

And more is less

The echo of her laughter

Resounding resonance

Nurtured devastation

Piercing facades

So strong in joy

That even fear

Was cut to the quick

As

Her savage soul

Burned fierce  

Darkness dissipating

A challenged caution

Or enticing invite

As souls seeking

Soft approach

Yet

He knew her

Most powerful form

Specific

As friend

First fast furious foundation

The tethered bedrock

From which they flew

Though they knew

The cracks

The scars

The hidden pain

The loss, the gain

Of the other

In the other

Forgiven

Redemption

Words unnecessary

For before and beyond all

They called each other friend

But deeper than that still

For friend

Is a word

That cannot describe

The fusion of acceptance

That generated the most furious passion

From the gentle action

Such as

The soothing burn

Of the electric touch

The graceful caress

Along the warmth

Of her jaw

And in his eyes

She rediscovered her joy

The pulsing hearts

Matching beats

Could she know?