Where We Fly
Each time he thrusts into me
Is one fan of the fire
easy to say, one action, one stroke, one fan
but how to measure the impact, the intensity, the wind...
one look, one kiss, one orgasm
but how to define its' implications, its' reach, and depth.
It is impossible, and also unnecessary.
Words dance around the fire but they are not it.
They say it's hot, they say it burns, but they do not say what happens when you become it.
How can they?
Fluid drinks fluid as fire breathes air
where we go, where we fly
Is a distant somewhere
Drink my sweat and share my soul
see me, feel me, no control.
Open my lips and open my heart
Cut me with honesty, deepen this scar.
Through you I find my dreams
My sweetest, wildest dreams
Through you I find what I am
What I have always been
Through you I fall in love
I fall in love with everything.