How far would you go
Down the rope
To the end
Holding on
Swinging out into places
You’ve never been with anyone
Perhaps my fantasy of us
Is only meant to be a dream
But the reality creeps up
Like the reeds
On the shores of
The body of your beach
As the air blows your
Scent across the table to me
Aromas that carry my nose

Building friendship and then
Reaching over our slope
Of what love could be
Honestly open
Yet wanting to speak
To say more
No holding back
Settle the score
Find out for sure

Carbon transfers
We are not
Unique in more than one way
What I see
What you see
The flames of a love
That could be
Or not be
The only way to receive
One another
This way is to

Wait it out

Maybe you’ll want me
For the things that I am
Maybe you’ll catch me
As I am one to be caught
By those that truly understand
What I have to offer
An offering of love
At the altar of your trust
Nurturing this lust
At its most tender
Softest spot
In the center of
A surreal onion
We have still a lifetime
Yet to peel

© GÄ

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Geino Äotsch

An artist & spiritual lover. Author of poeticword.com & tHEtERRYtREE.com - Tea Maker & Owner of goldenlungtea.com - Hair & Music at Geinos.com