There are those
Who you no longer see
But feel
Not ghosts nor enemies
Pieces
Unresolved questions
Made into a smile
A light which is with me
Always
And those who wish
Malign influence
Are denied it
For I have been walking
Living
To witness only
My own events and learn
As much as celebrate
I feel the well wishes
The disdain
But bear them lightly
As their wisdom left marks
As guides to better states
I won’t miss the quiet
Squalor
But my friends are with me
Discarded the things
Which didn’t give me joy
Always travelled light
But it is a great leap forward
But I’m not so much landing
As ascending
She makes me want to be better
In a way that
Resists the weak parts
And I’ve grown stronger
If a bit slower
But look
I’m heading up
Somewhere else
But still
Home
Is a person
After all
Quiet inside
come to you
Breathe you in
Nose against the nape
Of your neck
Hands wandering around
Gruff chuckles
Giggles joining
Nothing I would call force
But a playful wrestle
Mark you in some small way
Make sure you know
Who you belong to
We are atoms
In collision
Collusion
Through it all
I feel you
As I go about my purpose
Through pain and hunger
Late into the night
Even as disaster looms
Like vicious angels
I remain
Endure
And in this
You surrender
Gentle animal
Kind to everyone
Implicit strength
Leaner now
But still
Tuned into
The symphony of you
I hear it
Can pluck it from silence
No matter how hard
You may try
Tear down
Or build
When it comes to you
All the same
Isn’t it?
Now shut up and come here
I want you to feel me
With a force I’m not sure
Wouldn’t leave marks
The languid flames
Lick at my insides
Appetites speaking
With my voice
Wielding the urge
To feed and purge
peaks of ferocious arousal
I would ravish you
Leave bruises tattooed
On your skin
The flush and dew of
A knot unties
An architecture of goodwill
Anatomy and limbs arranged
Damp intimacies
soft laughter at the cartoon
This divine rage makes
Of
Me
Restored to connect
Calm and sated
Kiss me again
Taste the smoke of loving
battle on your lips
Saying less
Each word
Wears armour
And quiet on the inside
Like a post-coital evening
The cold bites
But doesn’t break the skin
No matter how hard
It sinks its teeth into me
What time is left
Never wasted
Enjoying the moment
As it arrives
As it passes
Flint walls frame
A hard, bright
Winter sun
I burn with it
my woman in black
decanting denture tablets
into tea stained cups
Telling me the things
Which make her sad
Stains
Spilled sugar
All the things
But I like it
Because everything with her
Is a test or a celebration
I’m a more private man
Because the light of her
Burns away the corrupted need
For attention
And I bask in her light
Even when she’s dressed
In shadows
Yet I remain umoved
Shifted only by will
So I shall sit
Watch her
A little longer
