(5)

My hate is real
visible
measurable
    it’s not in my heart
    … no…
    hate should never be there
my hate is on a map
calculated
precise
    the distance from you
    - hated -
always a hindrance

    there’s no such thing?

(4)

Trembled by a touch
a sideways touch
a velvet rub
across the grain
and back again
along the path
that leads at last
to wet terrain…

longing for a piece

of such supple flesh

reaching to be reached

pressing against pressed

involuntary sighs

bouncing through the night

lit only by the moon

and the growing glow of you

- for amie

2:25 am

indistinct whisper

undisclosed location

body formed

nights shadow and

moons glow

flowing soul-like

random perfection

new mathematics

in a lift

unearthly breeze

take to a hover

lie in sweat

settles and lowers

upon me

eyes

close to absorption

loves understanding

i fill with you

without separation

despite body

despite time

(6)

your words have breath
delicate in their yearn for love
steady in their push of passion
orgasmic in their release of lust

I retire every night
bathed in a mist
as if words were a coming
of your traveled breath
upon
me

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(2)

You’re still so new to me

My tongue barely knows the
skin of your words

flickers
teases
drums to be let in

drums hard pounds
and judges reverberations
searching for meaning
searching for translation

tastes unknown
taste saturated in oils
in juices dripping from
splits in the rind

The skin of your words
a permeable sheath over
tender brilliance
I’ve yet to know…

unknown source

dreaming Utah

i keep dreaming Utah

like a body undiscovered

dressed in poetry's raw desire

to lust and love the same

i keep dreaming Utah

like a sexual position

like a heart-to-heart collision

with a woman i can’t contain