Remembering

Remembering

there was a time;
time, when lush of spirit roamed my eyes -
ribbons wrapping;
dainty clusters of endearing wants

longings tickled into my fancy,
covered me in goosebumps;
awakened skin moist in teardrops -
dew flowing down my soft lips

I cried;
I cried into you
not catching my tears,
but; instead, coddled my chest within your lips
held me close as your tears fell into my neck,
your lap and caring arms kept me close -

for the night;
for a night when Yin and Yang seemed right,
quite perfect, truthfully?
all the dawns in the world could break my heart
again and again,
just to have that night;
back in the folds of my skin

sweat and tears tangled,
throughout our cells;
and you never knew -
my salty secretions melted into you
while I prayed for Yin and Yang,
to stay tightly grounded
upon the beating,
pounding thumps of lyrical hearts
needled with hand-sewn knots
claiming unsevered adulations

all this, (a time;)
time before I was told how incapable I was at loving -
I looked into the eyes of my past lush;
I am quite certain I know what love is,
I am afraid,
Yin forgot to tell Yang;
how much I needed to be loved

but … I remember, I do; that I know Love
Yin, could you tell Yang
to grab this body once again
let me know I am lovable too
twist me in the Dawn’s sweet embrace,
let me dance in tears that adore this frame
my leaps and bounds will reach uncoiled heights
lips of once known; can awake my sleeping thighs,
let flesh touch me once again,
allow Yin and Yang’s perfect time
rebirth me, remind me, of who I am
{don’t let go ever, again!}

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