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Clara

You are my heart in human form.

I see you, my love.

All of you.

So wonderful and beautiful.

All the pieces of you that make up one perfectly imperfect being.

My heart is filled with the light of you.

Time passes too quickly. The feeling of rocking you is still familiar. The weight of your body nestled perfectly in my arms.

My breasts are still heavy with the memory of hours spent nursing, gazing at each other as your eyelids grew heavy.

Watching you grow has been a great joy in my life and I am honored you chose me. I am humbled by the lessons you have taught me. And I am grateful for all the love between us.

You inspire me every day and I imagine you moving forward armed with your insight, empathy, and incredible sense of justice all set to the score of Star Wars.

I carried you in my body, quickly and quietly.

I will carry you within my soul forever.

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Beckon

I drop my dress.

The sight of my bare back and the curve of my hips bewitches you.

I hear your breath as you trace my body with your fingers.

I step wide as you run them run down my stocking.

You sit forward and pull me in.

Nesting your mouth on the small of my back, you place a delicate kiss there and inflame my whole body.

You breathe in, surely, you can smell the dampness of my sex.

I face you, legs wide, and lower myself onto your lap, moving gently against the hard ache straining within your pants.

Your hips rock as you kiss my mouth.

I slide off your lap and beckon you to follow me up the stairs.

We fall into bed and deep inside one another.

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Beautiful Ache

It seems for you and me,

there is no way to say goodbye.

Letting go of hands and drifting away, we find we are tethered.

Twin flames drawn to each other in the dark.

We are bound.

Our love is a beautiful ache.

And we are forever returning to fall into one another.

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Full Moon Rising

Letting the waves of the Lake rock me, I watch the Moon.

I am drifting as she rises.

She grows larger. A sacred luminous figure in the Sky.

Watching her rise, I am reminded that like the Moon, life is about phases.

Sometimes I am full, brimming with love and possibilities.

Sometimes I am dark, starting anew, invisible, and faded. Lost to the brilliance of the Stars.

But always waxing and waning.

I stand in the water and turn my back to the shore.

Alone with the Moon, I tell her all my secrets and wishes.

I tell her of my love and my loss. My hopes and my fears. I open wide to her.

Though she is silent, I know she understands. 

She has been witness to countless pleas like mine since the beginning of time.

In that living confessional, I open my palms and send her my prayers.

We agree, 

I will release fear.

I will release doubt.

I will release all that does not serve me.

I thank her and turn back to the shore.

Lighter and blessed, I step out of the water full like her.

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After

I am raw.

You left.

I can still feel your arms around me. Your breath on my neck as you whisper, I love you. Your seed seeping from me.

You are imprinted all over my body and my mind.

You look at me quickly with pain in your eyes, saying my name and I love you one more time.

I hear your breath catch in your throat as you say those last words to me. That sound, the catch, it is your tears coming to the surface.

It echos loudly in my ears.

With those words and your tears, you are gone.

I’m staring at the door.

I feel like if I hold very still time will stop. I hold my breath.

Maybe time will go backward, maybe time will pause long enough to ease the ache in my soul. Maybe.

To have the last night again, to have you one more time.

Eyes closed tight as tears rush down my face I wish hard, like a child who believes in prayer and that God is listening.

Please, I beg, I’m not strong enough.

I stand looking at the bed we shared last night.

I bury my face in your pillow, still warm. Your scent is everywhere.

It is too much to bear.

I love you.

I quickly make the bed trapping your smell, your being, the memory and reality that is you. I tuck the remnants of us between the sheets. It’s the most intimate place I can keep them.

Except for in my heart.

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Pouring Pretty

There is such beauty in the presentation. Drinkable art.

The bottles, the glass, the corks.

The corks are little works of art. Printed with lovely writings and stained. Gatekeepers to my oblivion.

Each one is too special to throw away. So I keep them in a drawer.

Lined up, the bottles, clear, green, and brown. I count them and admire the way the light makes the glass glow and reflect.

The sounds of the bottle on glass, the bass of the pour.

The red in my glass, held up to the light resembles a stained glass window from a church in my memory. And just as holy.

Inhale, earthy.

Woodsy, thick, and warm.

Savor the magic of the first drops on my tongue and the warmth in my belly.

I fall willingly deeper into my glass.

What a pretty way to drown.

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Lost

WARNING! ADULT CONTENT.

Straddling you in a warm embrace, your arms encircle me.

Chest to chest, I breathe you in.

The feel of your beard on my cheek, the smell of you.

I pull away to find your eyes.

I see your need staring back at me.

Pulling me back in your mouth meets mine.

My whole body flushes at the taste of you.

Your sharp intake of breath and the moan that leaves your throat as our tongues meet releases an intense heat from my core.

Your fingers on my spine are white-hot.

Our breath quickens and our heartbeats sync.

I become lost in you.

I pull up the hem of your shirt to run my fingers through the thick patch of silky hair.

Tracing the waistband of your pants.

I feel your stomach muscles flex and see your eyes roll back.

Another moan. I am done for.

Naked, you lay back, open for me.

The air around us swirling thickly.

Kissing your neck and chest, your hands are in my hair, your fingers tracing lines on my arms as I move down your body.

I crawl on top of you. You enter me and send a jolt through my whole being.

I lean in, hungry for each thrust.

I am on my back, my hair wild and legs open.

The feel of you inside me, our hands intertwined your mouth on mine elicits a feverish reaction. Intense and unrelenting.

Our need and the heat between us growing, you pull my legs around your neck.

My back arches, I look in your eyes. Your lids hooded and pupils dilated, you send me over the edge.

The intensity of my orgasm sets you off. I am filled with you.

You fall on me, chest to chest, slowly rocking in and out as you whisper my name.

You gather me in your arms, our breathing slows, and our heartbeats sync.

And I am still lost in you.

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The Curving Sky

Under the curving Sky, standing on the shore

I am breathing.

Concentrating on one breath at a time.

In and out, I see the exhalation escape my lips, warmer than the air.

A visible reminder that though I feel empty, I am alive.

The Sky is silent.

But the Lake is loud.

In the dark, the swirling unrelenting anxiety hits me.

Tears come, and I want to put a cork in the feelings, to drown in a glass.

The tears freeze on my face and I look up.

The Moonlight bounces off the darkness of the night and I hear the Lake sigh and the Wind let loose a howl.

The urge to step in, to be lost to the waves forever is powerful.

One more night.

The feel of it all, dark and cold.

But there is magic all around.

The Earth is breathing with me.

I try to pull it inward.

One breath at a time.

The Stars start falling from the sky and sparking off the Lake,

Or is it the contents of my brain? I can’t tell anymore.

One more night, one more breath.

In and out.

Matching my breath to the roll of the water on the rocks,

I stand still and listen.

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Footprints

This morning I saw your footprints in the snow.

The sight hit me with a force I was unprepared for.

My being cracked wide open exposing the raw of my heart to the cold.

I was overwhelmed with an intense visceral need for you.

The need to have you close. The need to feel you with me.

The need to hear my name fall from your lips in a whispered plea.

The need for you to crack my body wide open so it matches my heart and then leave yourself deep inside me.

I want to be in that place with you.

The place your barriers come down and you give yourself over to me.

I need you to roll around inside me. In my brain, my heart, and my flesh.

Bind your body with mine.

Then pull me close and stay.