Tuesday, May 3, 2016

a love unbridled

I want a love unbridled
 like 1000 cosmic horses
 tearing purple rips across the sky.

I want a love like fresh
 squeezed orange juice,
 the manna of god in
 humanity with every lick
 along her thighs.

I want to taste her spit.
I want her to go for a
 run so I can smell
 her when she gets home.

I want a love that is full
 release, a tap out, silent
 screams of mercy
 every time her eyes
 lock with mine.

Love like mercury.
Love like ice
  on the tongue
  of a snake
  you want to bite you.

But also sweet.
A cornucopia of tenderness.
Sweet like she's my
  daughter and I'm her son.
Sweet like we never lost
  our puppy breath.
Sweet like she never has
   to lift anything again, unless
   she wants to, in which
   case I'll help her pick up
   the world plus two lesser solar systems.

Love like there's a part of me
 excited to watch her get
 older to see how her eyes
 still shine brightest when she sees
 me, after all we made it through.

I used to want a love that
 was like a reward
 for all my pain - a
 reparation as much
 as a unification.
I used to think love was a game.
I used to have a hole in my heart.
I used to a lot of things,
 that I'm not anymore.

Now I want a love unbridled
 like 1000 cosmic horses
 tearing golden rips
 across our shared purple canopy of sky.