Show me

SOC_ 22.10.21

Show me

I wish you would show me with your life what I mean to you - what I mean to you - if I really mean something - how would you show me? In the daytime, the night time - all the time I am wondering this question - inside the barracks of the mind - behind the lightning bolt and rose gate - inside your walls of flesh - inside your chambers of four - your heart of more and more. I wish I would show you - every part of me - will hope to have the courage to turn up in my power to that spot where we will meet again on equal terms - souls arranged in a new order - still scintillating and alive to one another - integrated, not dogmatic - in one way ecstatic for each other - in other ways grounded in who we both are - a loving life through each other. I wish I would show you what I really need and without reserve - so you would really see me show up - really see me love, really love myself in the face of you - in the present of your voice, eyes and trembling body. I wish you would show me yourself fully without reserve - so I too can see you again - choose you again - find a spring inside you - the right woman for this right time - after the Aries moon and all the cleansing of the old sea - after the fires have long burnt away and the paper ash blown by wind and salt. I wish I will show you how I stand and cry and sing and burst out with my colour and shape - for myself - so you can marvel and delight - we both may fight - but the only might is in the standing together and apart - two souls on their journey home - hand in hand - swinging hips - luscious lips - red lippy and a dose of Caol Ila - the spring air in our throats for another day, another day.