inner spaces: Without Reason

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Without Reason

a sunset
is a sunset.
why make it
into a moonrise
that's on its way?
or a sunrise
that's passed on
into a finite day?

a sunset
is a sunset.

see me
for who I am.
feel me.
now.
not for who you thought I was.
not for who you want me to be.
love me.
through all seasons.
without comparison.
without reason.

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there is a place,
a sanctuary,
somewhere inside,
where I can rest
without clothes,
without mascara,
without painted lips
singing staccato songs,
and waxed skin glowing
in its unnatural perfection,
where I am there
for my eyes only,
without mindless wanderings,
without seductive snares,
without violating what I love most,
without settling for anything less
than who I am and want to be,
where I can speak with my own voice,
not waiting to be received or extolled,
where I can stand
in front of my heart's desire
and not twitch a muscle or breath,
where I can hold and burn in the fire
of my own wildness and maverick self
unleashed without walls and checks,
where I can claim my gifts,
my humanness,
and a lifetime of stories
waiting to be heard and released
into the orgasmic mystery
of all that is and isn't me,
for my eyes only.

come with me....
...as I take you there....

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Thursday, November 19, 2015

Without Reason

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