vodka notes sing to my soul my ballerina something's missing you're not here screaming obscenities into my mouth pressing into my pneuma with masochism's lust
fuck I miss you...you're here today dancing across my thoughts
I catch sight of you on the horizon just out of reach pirouetting at your Sadist's command little prayers escape me to a god I don't believe in we are Goddess us two beating back the night with our sex
taste me on the winds-- conjuring you back to the place of our knowing I bind the tiny...
In wonderment I walk with the day billows blowing noticing not, a beginning nor an end
lost in the mist of the rain † I pause at the crosswalks filled with children † on their way not knowing life from a game † smiles yield, † flowery umbrellas holding the rain † and a world at bay † glistened eyes overcome and I see their mothers dreams, heartfelt nights tireless songs of glee intrepidity † the will amid the worry † cars turning left ...
~~ in silence I stood neath a darkened sky lost in thought drenched in liquid shadows as they played across the lawn some nights too long linger caught in a downward draft and morning was reluctant to dawn an indolent sun still in its bed strangely loathe to rise skeletal limbs spread overhead glimpses of sulky blue lurking in the lacework stretched above and I felt daylight stir shift & sigh as morning slowly grew another rising imbued by the moon ~~~