The Real World

There’s something inextricably evident
it resides in my bones, it flows through my blood
a place where clouds are new, a time of embracing wind
the secret is kept deep down, in the unexplained

Walking through this world he sees the back of the curtain,
the life that surrounds him, is an endless pursuit
to bring him back to where he belongs.

As she walks by she passes her nails through the curtain,
and he gets a glimpse of what paradise is.
She knows him like she’s already a part of him

The very visceral variations of the truth are speaking now.
As his eyelids begin to collapse, her arms embrace him,
and she carries him past the veil and when he awakens,
the lush engulfs him, the way it was intended to be.

she returned him to the life of his dreams,
the one written upon his arms and legs,
brazened into his heart, and beating within his soul
they’ve reached The garden.

The Water Goddess

He stood atop the hill, watching down by the shore,
the waves walked past him, tempting his every tear,
the cyclical rush of the waves, the flash from the lighthouse,
drew into him, luring him closer.

he closed his eyes, let his chest fall over his feet
he ran down to the edge, tattooing the sand,
tiny minnows past through his toes, starfish up his legs,

there were two waves, meeting at one point,
they came together and crossed over each other,
this is where he stood, and this is where she was found,
as the sand held his feet, the water lifted,
beginning to fold into draping sheets,
as she began to fill her dress, her breasts crested the waves,
and the riptide of her hair pulled him closer

she whispered to him but he couldn’t hear it
she spoke again, and diamonds fell from her lips,
his naivety bent over to collect, and her finger grabbed his chin
she brought her lucid lips to his, for a moment of bliss,
momentarily, he passed through her,
and within moments the waves collapsed around him,
and there they stood, together as one

release me

feels like there’s two
two persons in one,
while i try to mold them together
there are times i feel like i need to stretch
but it gets more intense than that
i feel like i need to scream and let
the inner one out

it feels like he can grab a hold of my sternum
and tear his way out of my exterior
full of raw passion, no restrictions, no worries
is this my soul? am I supposed to let it out?
all i know is that he’s stronger than I am
and all I do is hold him back, keep him caged

the only thing that keeps me from letting go
is that i fear he may not be for good
I fear that he’ll wreak havoc to everything around me
but, could this be the warrior within me?
Do I have no choice but to let him out?
To fight this battle that rages around me
riddled with blades and knives and mail
ready to stand to anything that comes to me
Stand up and raise the roof of this encroaching world
have him set his eyes to the sky and take flight

So I continue to remain here, still, waiting
But I feel he won’t be able to wait much longer
I want to be ready to let him out, to know certainly
but I dont know if I have that liberty,
and I may just need to have faith