the edges of myself

words, words, words

there are poems in my bones words woven through and around the sinews of my muscles– verbose tendons and loquacious ligaments.   phrases which will their way to my mind– narrating an unfolding pathway– letters, lit up like lamp posts along a winding stretch   familiar monuments, comforting sentiments, breeding ease– an allowance; cultivating breath …

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the unguarded pleasure of your unfettered love granted in fits and spurts– boundaries demolished and resurrected in the span of a single breath– shadows hovering and descending   this infinite perspective that has always been patiently waiting for my prying, stubborn eyes and willful, unrelenting mind.   An existence within emotion– dancing feelings, tidal waves …

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I remembered several of my dreams last night.  That rarely happens to me.  As I drove to work this morning I found myself going over them in my head.  This evening, there’s one that’s still there– the others having been relegated to my subconscious mind where they generally dwell. The one that’s still with me …

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if a springboard is what you are why not propel me as high and as far as possible?   beyond threat of imagination or existence– past sighs and romanticism spurring challenge and transition expansion and separation   a limitlessness that few can fathom jumping up and beyond an unquantified chasm–   allowing for the possibility that you might imagine …

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i don’t know what it looks like– the view from over there. don’t know if the landscape has changed at all from your vantage point– if these massive internal upheavals read on the outside– subtle shifts across a skyline that runs emotional and bleeds tempermental.   concerning myself with details, intangible story-lines i narrate and …

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the magical ebb and flow of me and you a crushing ease– the mysterious pain of realization– an unintended understanding of the bigness of our oneness.   a union which neither of us could have possibly anticipated– the journey of two separate pieces, complete and continuously forming and un-forming to become more.   moving together, …

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i get to take you everywhere to the farthest reaches of my mind into shadows no one else would dare to wander past my breaking point and far beyond the limits i keep insisting do not exist.   i hear your voice on good days louder than my own– it encourages, buoys and transfixes me– …

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the function of time and space an illusion of separation the idea that we exist without one another– impossible   my heart inextricably tied and  bound in beauty and devotion past this physical plane of existence– past the point of human comprehension   the madness of imagination the only logic that allows sense to be …

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your dark and thoughtful eyes a raging river rushing behind them– reading your thoughts unconsciously understanding the language behind your carefully chosen words.   your tongue loosened and unguarded only when foreign substances give consent. you leave me breathless with your barrage of words– struggling to hold onto the smallest pieces of them.   tucking them into …

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