i looked out...

i looked out and thought i spotted something in the distance

your nearness, a pliable absence

a sigh so audibly loud in the quietness

leaving an uncomfortable grip in the chest, a tightness.

yet, the physical torture of your absence knows not to supersede

the anticipation of what today holds... knows to exceed

any stillness that a night of solitude did know to leave

rather, a tingle of a new adventure give.

out, out there....i can feel it, i can see it, smell the scent of sweet liberties

of mind and body , delicious probabilities...

a surrender of the most sincerest sort

entwined in limb and thought.

no absence , a presence not required

for, in my imagination, the essence of u...an image never retired,

a lover , the muse of  perfect fantasies 

the main character of all sensually seductive possibilities.

from the hazy holds of sleepiness to travel free,

focused, my eyes begin to clearly see,

the space in my head, my space no matter where...

to surrender to unlimited fantastical realities does dare.

there be no boundaries to what can be,

there be no boundaries  to u and me,

we live in all i know to be real

eyes open or shut...here or not...u, i feel.

 

why limit the beauty of subconsciousness or consciousness

knowing not in existent thought to be monogamous,

to lend myself to views of society, a willing paralysis...?...

to surrender myself ...fuck no...such societal indignities...!!...

where hypocrisies of so called perfect relationships destroy

wearing away the very fibre of self, the ploy...

why should i myself with such lies annoy

why pretend to be of action coy?

forward i lean with zeal and zest

the idea of how i shall u devour does behest

a sincerity, a honesty of what i feel

no matter the chagrin that society my way will deal.

the heart beats strong the body light

a peaceful serenity knows to delight 

the core of my reality in sleep or wake

in truth of self...to partake.

RB.