when pen hits paper

Hungry Hands my hands hungry and curious exploring and tracing your smooth the ups and downs that are you cannot forget  my lips mouthing, seeking yours  my tongue playing  with the pleasure that is you cannot forget my heart beating fast and yearning slowing and skipping for joy  near the love that is you  cannot…

into the vacuum when memories are no longer enough I am listening to no sound longing to fill the space  left behind by times past what I feel with you is lasting the stillness we share continues to give me peace our connection alive in the absence of being close not wanting to replace us…

walking with you I do not own you I never will nor do I want to and you won’t let me thank God You do not own me You never will I won’t let you nor would you want to We are not entitled to each other that doesn’t stop me walking with you holding…

Inspiration through Your honesty  I learn to speak up through your courage  I find my own strength  through your vulnerability I connect to you feeling your pain I heal my own wounds experiencing your joy  I allow pleasure in sensing your open heart I open mine also listening to your question I formulate my own…

No Words no rational mind will grasp what showed up no language able to put it in writing no sounds can shape our experience no lips would form a meaningful explanation no words sufficient to describe what we have no need for speaking to understand no need to talk in order to agree seeking no…

tears of men I want to scream out loud and yet my mouth makes no sound instead tears are running down my face hearing about the times you have not been seen the times you have not been listened to the times you have not been cared for the countless times you have not been…

Desires are mine to keep to nourish to feed not yours to answer feeling free with you to un-attach my voice to outcome what moves and inspires me in you you will hear trusting we will only play when yours meet mine never owing each other anything 

Hungry if you you listen  you might hear how hungry I am hungry for you  you might hear the murmurs of my heart reaching out and if you listen  you might sense  the vibrant stillness we share the quiet understanding  needing no explanation or apologies  easing in and out of closeness  gently giving and taking…

Un-choreographed Not knowing the steps Swaying hips Spinning in and out Slowing down Changing direction Switching pace Gently holding  Coming close  And giving room Leading and following Never grasping and clinging Riding what unfolds and shows up Intuitively responding  Feeling you  Seeing you  Yielding Letting go  Touching again Moving around the stillness Sensing connection Finding…