I want to be
tangled
up in you
with limbs entwined
and hair
a mixture of
dark curls
and lighter ones
on the pillow case
as we try to climb
under
each other’s skin
again
and again
A slow spin
a tumble and turn
a spiral slow
on which to float
and in this sated place
your arms tight
while I’m held close
You cradle me
as senses sing
and I swear that I feel
everything sensitive
beyond belief
and all this
belongs to you
Tangled knots
begin to unfurl
as relief slips in
a little at a time
and as much caution
is given in the moment
hope blooms hot
and bright
in the deep inhales
between breaths
Anger should linger
after mistreatment
and yet
I’m just so happy
it’s over
Tenderhearted
tender soul
and tender footed
in the snow
a handful of tears
drip down my face
and knots unfurl
and an
oh so slow pace
but the fresh
crisp air
smooth and clean
eases almost
everything
Knocking on wood
brings extra luck
and wards off
bad fortune
and so it’s surely
the readheads
who have
the most luck
of all
with their constant
knocking
among the trees
in their sweet
and rapid tempo
I want to stick
my head
in the sand
and pretend
the world
isn’t there
Insulated
and quiet
with life muted
and worries gone
I can close my eyes
for just a moment
and everything
can be okay