DANCER
9.19.19
things you will never know;
i’ve seen a man loose an arm, and i cant unsee it.
it’s the kind of sight that turns pain into discomfort
illness into inconvenience
i’ve learned humility the way you’ve learned confidence
one day i think perhaps we’ll trade lessons
may yours be as soft as your pillow
i don’t want a key out of convenience
out of need
give me a key because you want me inside.
i don’t need a place to run away too –
i’ve become adept at running away.
give me instead, a place to stay.
falling in love with you has been
far less graceful in my universe than yours
at times i wonder where you saw the open in me
i don’t believe i had a choice in the matter.
even if i did, i wouldn’t choose otherwise.
it’s fitting i suppose.
a blindfold can freeze a body one second
you catch me off guard
there are times – i’ll admit
i want nothing to control
i have a knack for beings
intuitions for those i know mean something
conversations with cicadas
and the magic of those talks
guides my choices, my life more than any reasonable human would admit.
you’re right
if we told people how we fuck
how my body and your body have met heaven
how i’ve put yours through hell
how you’ve made me call out god’s name and pray for more more more
in one in-breath
no one would believe us
i’ve drafted more words for you that you can count
none of which have any meaning
without how deeply i’ve fallen for you.