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In season
Honor now
Ask and believe, stop asking
And it has already happened
life my lover
Its not a future its a now
I look like a fool junkie, maybe I am …I’m sure I am
I am embarrassed my defenses sound weak nobody is rooting for us
look in and don’t understand? Neither do I …completely
Can’t see? a drugs starts an internal action
The effects changing from inside
The outside showing a smile and tears
The way you act doesn’t feel personal to me
I’ve never been unseated by your self destructive behavior
Had nothing to do with me
Tom cats still curl up in soft laps to sleep soft to pet ….Purring
It’s interesting to smell …fish on his breath …other fires on his fur?
Wonder of his adventures, tracking his migration seeing if he returns
Your ego thrashes your own innocent soul
The being the creator loves
the one I’ll sleep next to
When you need home …slip into after rest
I’ve no stake to hold you to my floor
Coppery velvet wild honey lover
Cinnamon sandalwood vanilla orchid
A latin who can’t dance?
I cherish being present with you
Even when we pound our breasts
Break the forests scaring the natives with our howling
Tear down our house again, setting it ablaze …again!
I prefer the exchange to high tea …what the fuck is wrong with me?
I was a tempest
You quenched my thirst
Stoped my fury in it’s tracks
Settled my fever regulated my heat
Slowed my destruction blowing out one end of my candle
Pruned my vine so it produces making me valuable
Didn’t tame me but instead
Transformed me into a new species, I think without knowing? Was it for you, or someone else?
Making me pay over and again from another’s left-hand column
I have waited saddled pawing the stable floor.
I smell of no other’s fires but my own I’ve jumped the broom without ya!
Come on in the water’s fine, My tempest simmers in a teapot boiling for you …drink up
If I’ve a regret it’s not for waiting it’s that I failed you
You’re still searching yearning
Belly growling painfully
while at any hour buttery soup bubbles at home
Ask and believe what you already have,
stomp the glass under your heel
And become full
Is school out? Or is it winter?
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