his energy stops me in my tracks
leads me to wonder upon the train
we’ve been riding and how long love
has been the conductor
at every depot the whistle blows
as expected but never do our
hearts depart from this terminal
on-boarding of thoughtful affection
we seem governed by an unfolding
spirituality that on occasion feasts
on a liquid diet of intense sexuality
that only sometimes cooperates with
the physical body
he’s a boarding pass leading
me beyond chambers locked by
simmering intellect and frantic
ignorance
and i am havoc vaguely arranged
as substance upon skin that leads
to undisturbed invitations of
peace
we are saliva
engulfed by intensity and
ever so slowly dripping toward
the abundance of discovery
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