Version (Penguin) 3.6

“Version 3.6”
I wrote this long before I even knew what it would feel like
to be loved and pulled in a way that…
or wait, I did know. I knew in a juvenile version,
a purified, clear love
that had no expectations
no demands. and here we are
so very close and yet so far,
in all directions,
cycling closer moment by moment.
i’m impatient. How do you wait
when so so very close?
i feel your calm,
and humor in seeing me squirm
for something i am so positive you’ve known
for so very, very long
and you soothe me, not to worry

“Desire”
no harm no foul,
all in its right time.
that the way love goes
its not about the phsyical
alone
its about something that transendsc all we know so well
all we know to well
and here we are in this virtual space
and i know
the desire was never a sin
it was a symptom of the pull
of being so close. often derailed,
malfunctioned by lose wires

“Broke”
you and I
we each broke
in and now we see the path we’ve traversed,
our shuttle to nowhere but each other.
could you drive in your sleep and find me?
dont, but
You’ll pass familiar attrations,
ones your history past
and past has imbued in your mind with memory,
but now its time to smash
smash the pain,
and realize those memories
were just place markers for everything else

“Bodies”
your loves are real
and syphoned into different bodies
for different purpose,
patience, love
it is what you think,
not all things you think are true,
this one is.
and you know
both do

we

both do.

“Game lost”
funny is cute and damn
I must make it so hard
to keep back all you know.
this is the slowest
most excruciatingly tender end
to a game,
i’ve already lost
as soon as I remembered
and thats always been the goal,
to lose, to let it go, to find
yourself in another body,
and together to grow
of ourselves

“UP”
together grow
ourselves
by raditaitng the want, the need, the care,
the love, the 2 am, 3 am fixation
in to a powerful tangle of ecstacy,
patience,
we’re both so good at that,
too good…
but times almost up.

times up.
that scares you
it terrifies me
how much needs to tell us
this is it?
and if its not…
it is.

“Children’s Wishes”
we manifested this as children,
before and when we knew each other,
child prayers, spells, wishes
are the most powerful,
you begged me to STAY
to know you

“Higher”
and you watched,
every word flow from my mouth
and pen,
before we both understood any of what it meant,
before we both “woke”
body, mind or soul,
we were each others alarm,
sirene you sang,
and it got me
higher

“Forgot to Hide”
i sang to you
and I forgot
why I might want to hide,
and here I am doing the same,
with fingers and words,
and I want,
and I need,
and i desire
and I want you to have everything
in the same
and new capacities,

“Beautifully Grown”
you made yourself
everything beautiful you wanted to be,
and I made myself the same,
of and for me
because that it just who we were,
and you fell
in all ways to the reality
and the possiblity of future,
and then you saw me
all
grown
up…

“DAMN”
and damn…
DAMN!
no other 4 letter word captures
the breathtaking shock
and what every fantasy
of yours has been wrangled
and poured into one body,
one embodied soul that you fell for
in a different time and place,
as a spirit, mind, body.

“dimples “
Seeing that smile makes me
feel like a child again,
and points me to eyes
eyes that I cannot figure out the color,
chocolate moonstone eyes
that color change
everything you
is a testatment
to all the things i wanted for self,
or admired in
a dream love….
right down

to the wetsuit

And my favorite animal

how better to lure the Oshun?

1.24.2023

Desire / Crossings Hearts

Innocent desire
no harm, no foul,
all in its right time.
That’s the way love goes
It’s not about the physical
alone

It’s about something that transcends all we know so well
all we know too well
and here we are in this virtual space
and i know
the desire was never a sin

it was a symptom of the pull
of being so close
But then
often derailed,

I wrote this long before I even knew what it would feel like
to be loved and pulled in a way that…
or wait, I did know. I knew the juvenile version,
In innocence
a purified, clear love
that had no expectations
no demands.
and here we are
so very close, and yet so far,
in all directions,
cycling closer moment by moment.
I’m impatient. How do you wait
when so, so very close?
i feel your calm,
and humor
in seeing me squirm
for something i am so positive you have known
for so very, very long
and you soothe me, not to worry
malfunctioned
by scarred and loose wires
or
Overwhelmed
By crossing hearts

“Dear.” : A play of a romance realized

Characters:
£
¥
NARRATOR ^o

_________________

£: Dear ¥,
I hear and feel you
knocking at my door
But I’m only 1/2 awake.
Keep, Keep on; Stay
I’ve wanted this vessel shook
these eyes lifted
No mistake in naming
you’ve just found the seams

¥: £ They have forgotten, usually,
the significance of “coincidences”
they doubt their awe at
Seeing, and feeling the
Fingerprint of their creavers:
Of creation
they fear so much,
they have obstructed
Belief .

£: ¥ We all
have obstructed prayer to spirit and in doing so lost realization of
The spirit in us each,
Connected effortlessly the original
The true telephone
Wifi, hifi

¥: £ It’s still there,
Remember “lovers”,
Patient you’ve been,
Awake;
Other 1/2; other 1
You’ve come so close
Long before

NARRATOR ^°: You both know.
Led by angels
Kings and Queens
Carpenters, nurses, shepards, sirens, and magi

£: ¥ You minister of love

¥: £ Come worship 1st
Inside each other,
And stay.
Stay.

£: ¥ With patience be,
I’m coming to, to
Stay.

♡ Blessed be.

BFFs

At 7 we swore,
“BFFs forever!”
But then 7, became 8… and 9
And 9 ate both 8 and 7
And new friends,
new BFFs emerged

But for little ones,
Being loyal
There could only be 1
Not realizing that even 1 is
Never alone (0, 1),
Is always a 2,

and 2 is far more
Than it seems…

The numbers we swore by
are symbols
Powerful illusions
To capture
Our Something Timeless
Priceless…
Of our very real
(Even “imaginary”) numbers
Of BFFs.

❤️ ♾️