He searches for the queen when I've the feeling I'm only a princess. Golden sandals on my feet and tales of past lives. I never needed to hear this.
He's of the heavens themselves and brings a friend to commit his story to my memory. I tell him I don't need to hear that he's larger than life or smaller in deeds or that he can make fire grow on ice.
He asks me three times to repeat that. He then makes love to me for the first time.
I'm no shadow but I'm no glowing sun either though he looks on me like I'm a beautiful sunset when I'm happy.
He's not the truth nor the fiction, a hero nor a villain, he's only himself and more human to me than starlight even though he's made of the cosmic stuff.
When he grins and teases I laugh with a joy between worlds. He's as familiar as the clouds to me. My heart is trod on green grass caressing his feet as he walks.
Kiss me quickly my love for I've no more time to waste. 40 years of not knowing what my little heart searched for and now the salt on your tongue reaches me. Taste me, everywhere and anywhere beside anyone at any time.
Each night I pray God forgives my love for exceeding all bounds and demanding my lover to be near me. All promises aside and time passing as quickly as water through my fingers I lay right here with you giggling it away. The stars couldn't be brighter than the glow in my heart tonight. The blue inside you is deep within the water of my soul. I've written it there, sung it there, created art about it there and held it there with my love.
It's insane to allow you to touch my very core and cause me to buckle in the pain of love, Moreso than any other love I've experienced. Even you caution me to be careful and step surely across the dry parts of our lava bed. The slow moving heated stone of what used to keep you away now moves along my Earth like a lovers fingertip. Explosions in the distance, you hold me down, cover me, whisper to me and make me come ..even though the thunder is loud and the sky is falling I'm happy and joy is within my heart.
You kiss me when I least expect you. You speak and I hear comfort and solace. I dream of being your hiding place, your confidant, your wife. Stories of being just those things are on your tongue, inviting me, letting me know "we were".
How have you found me my lover? Are you the lonely wolf or the shepherd? You caress me with deeper love than I could imagine a beast could fool me with. You hurt whenever I expect to be hurt again. Then I see your face.. like the first time.. and I know you.
There's a cosmic storm in my universe, a supernova, and I'm alive to see you.
edb
04/06/2023
