FROM A DREAM
she is beautiful; mysterious
she suffers and mourns, but moves in graceful waves. Dancing her pain back to the earth as she tosses her long limbs and dark hair. Speaking a language I do not understand..
he understands; dark and wise;
him, watching her, with a fiery gaze that could permeate any body of water.
her resist him the way I mold my feet into the sand and strengthen my connection to earth resisting the ocean’s current pulling me forward into it; until finally, the force is too much.
I am swept beneath. Surrender.
she is swept onto him. Their bodies become one.
they weave like vines, I am one with them intertwined, We are One.
i Wake back into the maya and upon my bed
cheeks wet, heart pounding a beat between the making of loss and love, body shaking;
trying to resist, and knowing we are held.