The Question

I remember us as we were
Best friends in an oblivion of lust for life
Running to the beach every Sunday
Finding a reason to wake up together
You loved the time we spent together
The ideas that I shared with you
Willing to fly to any height
And once we reached the top
Of the never ending gift of forever
You found a way to say
Do it my way

Step by step innocence
Bringing me closer and closer
Never knowing that I would lose my Friend
And gain someone
Who wanted to control me
Out of fear for losing me
I’ve seen your kind before and left
Watching what I wear, when I sleep
Who I talk to and if you cannot control it
You take the friendship away
And punish me by removing yourself
Entirely from the picture
Temporarily erasing
The dream

I know you
Here I am again praying to resist the urge
To want to escape from you
Through some mind altering substance
It’s always the last card you can pull
Push me over the edge to get your way
Make me vulnerable enough to stay
The way you want me to

Is that how you want me?
Is this what you want from me?
We are moving at different paces
Different speeds
Different marathons
And you say you can’t receive me
Is it because
You’re too busy receiving yourself?
Am I just fucked up enough
For you to love?
Do you want something better?
Or should we always stay the same?
Never to blame
Always right
Forget the insight
Just continue to be
The same person
That no one will ever get to?
Yes I’m talking to you

What do you do
When you don’t have to track me
Like a wolf after prey
She is ready to find you
To control you to protect you
From yourself

Do you see me for who I am?
Can you glorify that?
Can you lift it up
Without wanting to possess it
To take credit for it?
Must you receive recognition
For everything you do?
Is this relationship just an opportunity
To get it right for yourself
And if it’s so
How is controlling me
Allowing you to see clearly?

You are the question I cannot answer
The flame I cannot light
The dance floor I cannot find
Always hiding in the dark
Behind the trees
Catching everyone off guard
Including yourself
Wouldn’t it just be easier to open the door
When someone knocks?
Hiding from it all including yourself
In the tide amongst the rocks
There is a wall to get to you
And many have refused to climb it
Those that have tried
Are met by more bricks
You continue to build the closer I get

Every color changes
Every pathway ends
Every cloud floats away
I want to breathe your essence in
But you keep it caged so well
That letting go feels like death to you
Just like the bird
You let escape from our home
I can find you too
I can catch your spirit
And bring you home too
If only you could set yourself free
Just enough to believe
Can you answer why
This is the question
For me

© GÄ

Gently

Is there an altar
Where I can make an offering
Bleuets of encouragement
Velvet chocolates for your
Savory distraction

Certainty is here

Can I bring you satisfaction
Pathological relief
Give you
Aliveness you’ve been craving
Molecular geometry
Equation

Add more love
Subtract the stress
All the absent
Lack of closure
Emptiness

You’re on my radar
Watching the boundary
A stronger friendship
Than even lovers
Exclude the danger
I am your
Undercover depot
For relief

Can I offer you a refuge
Scan the distance
Watch the reef
Offer a haven
For your freedom
And safekeeping

Fight like the devil
For you
I will
In a world
Spinning wild
Create an opening
For when you
Feel beguiled
Part the seas
Open your eyes
Brush your curls aside

No one
Will play you for a sucker
By my side

I’ve got your back
Protect your heart
Remember that
I’ll tend you
Gently

© GÄ

Call Me

You come and go as you please
Enter in like a tease
Society must not
Be a breeze for you
Choose your weapon
No one can
Reach out to you
But the ones you want
To respond to
Satellite

What you put others through
Has no effect on you
It doesn’t matter
At all if
You’ve decided to
Turn off the phone
Nobody’s home
Anyway

Stay away
Do Not Enter
Escape reality
With mental illness
No one knows
What to expect
From the ones that
We love

What sickness is it this week?

Darkness
Sweet Torture
Occasional bliss
Up and down
Rollercoaster
A mirage of potential
Fists

No one knows what to believe
What will you say
Which way you’ll be
What phone you’ll answer
A busy signal
A busy signal
Static and
An empty dial tone
Push 1 for grief

If your phone
Is off the hook
And your receiver
Can’t receive me

I wish you peace
Call me

© GÄ

Skin Writing

Sign your name
With your finger
Down my spine

You redden my heart
Extreme temperatures
Define our auric
Field of time

Drumming underneath
The surface
I lose my breath
With your touch
Across the seam of my
Endorphins

It’s almost too much
But then release brings
The taste of your sweet
Astronomy
That tingles
All over my body
Glistening
Like the stars

Celestial beast

I watch you sleep
You watch me breathe
I kiss your cheek
You smother me
With your love

I found your hand
Under the sheets
You rescue me
What an attraction
We’ve become
For the ceiling to speak
Tell all our secrets
Come back to me
Even though
You’re only gone
For a split second

What is lucidity
When I’m with you
In and out of falling into
Your lovers peak
A range of silk like
Territory

Your hair
Your waist
Your lips against my face
Remember me
When we slip in and out of
Reality

We’re just a whisper
On the tip of
Shakti’s tongue

Energy
Primordial especially
Manifesting
A psychospiritual love force
Undress me
You excavate my
Rural human sanctity

Miss me
When I’m not with you
We can be
Creation
Take off my cosmic robes
Confess the
One thing you
Could never ever say

Say it to me

Skin writing
Tattoo yourself
All over me
Sanskrit emerging
Tattoo yourself
All over me

© GÄ

Dirty Little Pictures

Dirty little pictures
In my mind about you
Not realistic
But somehow with you
I can’t shake
This point of view

Dirty little pictures
In my mind about you
Are you a magician
Did you plant them there
No I mean really…
Did you?

Dirty little pictures
Of the things
I think about
That we could do
Is this a joke
Or will this imagery
Actually come true?

Dirty little pictures
In my mind about you
Am I just a little psychic
Or is this dreaming
Déjà vu?

Dirty little pictures
Happy feeling things
Buzzing in my mind
On replay
Like a radio tune

Dirty little pictures
Don’t be angry
Yes it’s true
I have dirty little pictures
In my mind about you

© GÄ

Centrifugal

Dwindle will the force
If we let it go
The perfect love
Mixed with fantasy
And power
Electric
Meteor shower

The mystery of blue
How far it travels
Away my perfect wonder
Daring nothing
Caught up in something
Other than what
Memories house

From moment to moment
Stellar mechanics
From star to star
I catch the scent
Of your trail
Even from afar

These words fall out
Of my mouth
In front
Of you

Newtonian rotations
Around your heart
Passing through my origin
Your horizon
Coordinates with the axis
Of my parts

This must be why
I love you

© GÄ

Want You

I can’t want you
Even though I want to
And It’s not just a warm body
I’m talking about
It’s actually you
But I can’t want you
Even though I want to
Because I’m pretty sure
That you don’t
Want me too

My body wants you
I feel my pulse rise
I feel excitement in my blood
When I’m beside you
If you don’t want me
It makes no sense to
Pretend that something
Could happen anyway with you

I’ll still be near you
Even if it means that
You can’t want me
In the same way
My body’s wanting you
There’s more to share here
Than just the sex where
We can be friends
Though not lovers
Because you still
Mean that much to me
And your beautiful
Dark warm intensity

I can get a handle
On this

To know you
Is more important
Than what my body seems to want
For us to do
And knowing that you
Have so much more to
Offer than just your sensuality
Or even a kiss

Though I might wish to
Sometimes hold you
I think a hug between friends
Is so much better

Than to have nothing at all
And if you want me
Someday we can then
Cross that bridge if
Your body decides that
It might want me too

Good conversations
Life celebrations
So many years of other things
That we can do
Yes you’re sexy
But the truth is
For me to want you to
Be with me when
You can’t want me
The same way that I want you

Is impractical

To walk away from
What we do have
Would be a waste to
Let go of
I’d be giving up
Way too much of you and so
I can accept that
We share everything else
But the sexual way
I’m feeling about you

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You Are the Key

Intellectualize
Rather than live through
All the things
That we collect
To build our nest
The moon is almost full
But my heart is not
Without you

Emotional situations
Move through me
With grace
Take me out of this place
Where I have everything
More than I need
And gift me
One thing

You

This would be home
Enough for me
Fulfilling everything
I need

No lock upon my door
You are the key

© GÄ

Love Is Blind

Drinking from your cup
Of aquatic astral love
I find neutrality is
Dripping down the walls

Fluorescent lighting
Illuminates
A possible earthquake
That never takes
Shooting
A double shot of love
Almost exploding
But not quite
In subtle wakes

The question that my mind
Has trouble still to find
Or to define
Is of which petal
Will fall next

Blindfolded bed

He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not

Love is patient
Love is blind

What have we got?

© GÄ

Humid Violence

Scurry in
To regulate all actions
Subconsciously
Averted noise
A frequency
Destroying
Kindhearted things

Even though the sting
Is in control of
What we’re doing
How we’re being
Innocence perverted
435 million years
Still stand in toe
Raised to rescind

Break the cycle

Arachnid conditions
Eight legged
Superstitions dominating
Ropes and strings
Anticipating us to spring
Cater to the needs
To sit down for
Manipulation
At a feast of scorpions

Walk the tightrope

Don’t wake the beast
A special time
For friends and neighbors
To go to sleep
To misconstrue
Emotional labors
Under our roof
Would be
Embarrassing

We go out of our way
To accommodate
The jurisdiction
Of the kill
Malefic
Obstinate free will
The door swings open
Speedy exit
To escape

Twenty five fatalities
Unsullied magnitude
Brought to its knees
Inside the gallies
That only want to
Be received
Without a ploy
Face value momentarily
Is underrated
And so is joy

At the end of the day
The venom makes
A bold retreat
A single stake
Left to reclaim
The tail hook storm
That has been made

In the wind
That whips the
Shiny everglades

© GÄ