My Arms Stretched Out...

like an infant
as my fingertips
painted thoughts
across the sky
and the earth
formed herself
perfectly around
my toes
leaving stains of herself
on the balls of my feet…
I left my mark in her
while her tears
cascaded like dew
beneath me…
She understood
and encouraged me
to continue with
my thoughts…
my feelings…
my fingertips
now dancing
boldly
in odd strokes
of white
against the
blushing blue
canvas
my laughter
and sadness
combined
because there was room
for it all

"Nine"

Bearing water, Aquarius reigned alone
and the earth was still...
no day, or night
She poured recklessly
hoping her love would fall upon an understanding heart
and that her passion would be felt and reciprocated
One by one, she counted each drop
calculating how much of herself was being sacrificed
in search of Love

Analyzing each tear that mirrored her loneliness,
Virga caught each drop to prevent exposure...
not realizing she was also collecting the rain of Aquarius
As her hands filled with moisture, she drank...
ingesting her love unknowingly
Day after day, she grew stronger and her tears began to dry
but her hands continued to fill
To make sense of it all, Virga emerged through the clouds
and went straight to the source

No words were spoken as their energy caused a beautiful collision
Recognizing the strength of Aquarius
Virga knew she had to present herself with a touch of masculinity
and in that moment she transformed herself into Virgo
two hours, eleven minutes and two seconds
their signs became symbolic of the sun
and as love embodied them, Aquarius became Pisces and Virgo became Aquarius
birthing the moon and welcoming night
Yesterday became today and today will become tomorrow

One Piece Too Far...

from whole
while past conversations
echo
too few and far in between
Even your scent
dances relentlessly
on my pillow
and there’s no promise
of one last
anything

Without the excitement
of waves
calm and crashing
or romantic winds
caressing me
as I fall…
I want it all
even more

Close enough
to taste
but not mine enough
to touch
and all at the expense
of certainty

Free will
Has given a permission
that rivals fate
and smirks
unjustly
in the eye of destiny…

All I have to do
is remain
motionless
to find joy in
partial numbness
or let go
of what I cannot have
entirely