Your heat prickles my skin
in chilled beads of salty desire
your hair whips against my heart
and pulls my pulse from my body
I writhe at your mercy
Please, please give me your life.
My will
I will
see you as nothing but
everything
Poetry
Stars and Char
As I hold you under the stars
And the threads of my jeans threaten
to pop
The fireflies dance in the smoke-drenched air
remains of our smouldering mound
of char
Your sighs say only that
you breathe the same air as I
but I long – I want to take –
I wish – I need to taste
the warm scent
of your moans.
As I pull you closer, closer under the stars
Nearer my thread-strained jeans
And my eyelids blink upon waltzing fireflies
And I inhale the smoke, your sigh, the scent of my
name upon your lips,
says you are mine
at
last
Passing
Over you I hover
as a bee
But I cannot be
seen
I am a ghost
of the past
I have passed
away
Since I have been
I’ve seen
The very scene
in which you will join me
For you I will care
to bare
My soul when you bear
the pain of our union
For now I will watch
as you spend your hours
until ours
are one.
Nightmares
How fast I run,
I run from the blade
But in dreams my feet won’t go fast
How hard I push
I push on the pedal
But in dreams the car still rolls back
How sad, I cry
I cry for the loss
But in dreams my family has passed
How deep I sleep
I sleep ’cause I must
For in dreams my life fades to black
One Night Stand
When all of the lights
have dimmed, then gone out
and it’s just you and me
skin against skin
under covers of silk
No one can know how
our private commingling
with hot wax and fire
can serve us precisely
what we need to survive
In the daylight tomorrow
when we are re-covered
with inflexible masks
of social exertion
we’ll pretend unacquaintance
But tonight only we can
know yield and endowment
of intimate fusion
of blood, sweat and passion
under covers of silk
Social Inertia
How we cheapen ourselves
for the sake of the masks we wear.
For the sake of popularity.
For the sake of self-satisfaction.
We may take our lives to extremes,
vicariously,
or hidden here in social media.
And for what?
So that we can feel
included,
lift our spirits,
while we rest on our asses and let life pass us by.
Go out, I say
Taste the vapours of outdoors
Hear the sounds of real traffic
Not that of the hits on your site
I say while I sit
In the vacuum of my internetz
Lalala
My world is vast
the web tangled and
from one end of the world to the next
I bounce here in the centre
of my world
You may be far
but you feel to be
beside me. And yet you sit
in your own centre
of your world
Lalala
We all sing
sometimes not understanding each other
but sometimes
our world meets
In the centre
Future You
The quiet of my solitude
comforts me in ways that no one can
And yet, you
My self longs for peace
for happiness, for contentment
But, you
How can I cry real tears
heavy against my heart
My, you
Yet not in my life
you haunt my past
My future, you.
Rebirth
One – the Art of Dori Hartley
You say you’ve been with me all along, and now I know it’s true.
I saw you for the first time in a magazine, when I was four.
You were my imaginary friend
Though I wasn’t aware I had One.
I saw you today.
You answered me.
You sauntered down those steps and you smiled
Your hands in your pockets
Like you’d been there all along
But I suppose you have… haha
Yes
Now I know I shall see you everywhere
Acknowledging my accomplishments
Pushing me to face my fears
And you always by my side
And at night, when I ready myself for sleep
There will be you
Playing chopsticks
Incessantly
Guilded Guilt Extraordinaire
Close your mind, if you have to
But don’t forget
That there is me out here
And that I love you
(Yes, I love you too.)
Shut me out, if need be
Ignore my pleas
For attention because
You must need me, don’t you?
(Sure, okay.)
Tune me out, if I speak too loud
I’m just wanting
Some love from you
Because I love you so much
(I get it, just give me some time.)
Just leave me alone then
You obviously don’t love me
You can’t be bothered with me
I’ll just die alone
(FUCK OFF!)
Linda G. Hill 