A Circle Of Goddesses.

Here it is the time  
Of climbs
By the side
Of men who reach
With clank  
Of armored  
Coats
gruff suits of musk
And little afterthought
 
But you reach  
Through the smoke
As if it were only dusk
And the twilight of it
Would be spread by  
Love  

(We breathe it in and your grin)
 
I might shower in your perfume
Have it sprinkle like rain  
To think of you often
 
(Again and again)  
And remember  
To not hide my heart away
No shelter from life
could be worth
Avoiding its pain  
 
I have seen you take life  
Its shrapnel  
Plinking  
Again and again...  
again and again
 
And breathe even deeper  
Through the daggers dig
And stand higher  
Still
To take the fall
 
What balance hides in those cheeks
And the tender time  
Slung below your eyes
They show your age
Your beauty and wisdom  
 
With each blink  
That sets you down
I rise comfortably there  
And prepare myself to hold you
As you have held my journey in your care
 
You grant me this  
By your grace
You teach me this  
In your every way
 
(A chorus because it would please you)
 
My Mother you’ve sung
Of love and death
Mother you’ve rocked me to sleep  
My Mother you’ve whispered my shame away
And allowed me my secrets to keep
 
(An afterthought and prayer)
 
I lay down tonight  
A vision of you  
Moonlight on your knees
A soft touch of breeze  
To ease you from the remnants  
Of this long summers day
And know I would care  
To hear you strum your guitar
Sit beside you and sing
A song of the hills
And would know its worth  
The scars I might find there  
The pain they might bring  
 
And watch you whistle out to the black dog
His pant as he heels at your side
His sniff of home  
Un loitering  
And I would understand his condition  
Completely  
His look of peace in chocolate eyes
That transcends mere loyalty  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

This sentiment is doomed to fail.
I already possess the wisdom of knowing such.  
There's never been a language invented to hold the words,  
That could perfectly express the love of your touch.  
  
The glory of your hands, with each of your caress,  
That reaches in and through my chest.  
How could i possibly express?  
That which and all you've blessed.  
   
For even a metaphor to divinity,  
Has been so overdone it loses strength.  
Which you yourself have never lost,  
It would need a meaning beyond amazed.  
   
Strength through all your endurement.  
There's nothing more gorgeous that I could claim.  
So when i say there is no proper way,  
That could express the perfection that is your name.  
   
Your name alone describes it,    
Defines it like advertisement.  
As you caught my eye and i immediately realized it.  
   
Your name alone holds who you are.  
And while you're held inside my arms,  
I'd still press tighter, feeling too far.  
For in your aura comes my baptisement.  
   
It would have to be one-of-a-kind, this phrase.  
A unique no one else could create.  
To open vulnerability despite the teachings of manhood,  
And simply flow the energy to my soulmate.  
   
One soul.  
One heart.  
One flow.  
True art.  
   
And in the eclipse of lips...  
One kiss.  
   
It's just quite difficult to express the meaning,  
And try to pour in ink that feeling,  
Of the reason i am breathing.  
 
While simultaneously your perfection,
Leaves me breathless.  
   
Your jaw inside my palms.  
Your eyes inside of mine.  
Just the memory of doing so,  
Has made me cry.  
   
And the enduring suffering to think,  
That if in that moment i might have blinked.  
The endless torture of missing moment,  
To the only deity i shall ever bow to for atonement.  
   
Foreheads  rested together...  
As, right before they met.  
I knew there was nothing i could do...  
To be worthy of that.  
   
With hands, wandering higher.  
Fingers lost, gripped within your hair.  
Tears of passion from this holy stare,  
I'm there, aware.  
   
Holding so near, to your sacred brain.  
Being so close, to your mind...  
While it holds my favorite things,  
All of your thoughts, and creative beauty.  
-As all i can do is blissfully sigh.  
   
In what ways could i explain to the stars, their insignificance?  
As i watch them all align above, in hopes to get a glimpse.  
And if they missed you once, they'd be remissed.    
   
I know the Sun itself, would complete its shine if you were gone.  
And i would sacrifice myself and not be wrong.  
   
You are my favorite sculpture,  
Favorite painting,  
Favorite song...  
   
The honor and glory of your giggle, my favorite tune...  
   
You are my favorite person,  
Favorite spirit,  
Favorite soul...  
   
Worshipping my Goddess,    
You are and will forever be, my Moon.

Behold this shit sandwich
Rise and fuckin’ shine
Sipping my morning java
At business time

I can multitask, sweet baby
And I’m not a patient man
I demand my satisfaction
When I’m sitting on the can

Come hither lips that will not wait
To hear a flushing sound
This love cannot (WILL NOT!) be contained
Like your septic system underground

You’ve got me coming and going, girl
Was it just as good for you
I’ll see you this afternoon
‘Round lunchtime for round two

A wild tempestuous ocean
Or soft meadow lined with trees
She painted nature's beauty
And now like nature, she is free
Ask her any question she'd find the reason why
The wisdom of her years was infinite
As stars in the night sky
A goddess among women
I cherished every stay
Spending childhood Summers
Watching Grandma paint





©Tanzen Lilly July 2020