…her eyes open to faint breathing. she reaches her foot out to touch his, and then his arms pull her toward him. breathing together, she knows their chemistry defines them.
…in that moment, she isn’t thinking about details in their lives that intersect, and that maybe they could celebrate those some day. she just wants him. all of him. she knows that it will all happen again. and again.
…in his absence, especially when she is cold, she imagines what he is saying to her in her ear. this protects her, living in precious memories that take over.
…feeling his heartbeat weighs on her as a comfort. inhales move all of what they’ve become through her, and exhales savor. he is a conduit to something important inside her.
© r.e.l. 12/11/16
he moved at a speed that allowed him to replace loss.
each morning from a painted scene to a dark bluff.
you’ll try your whole life to understand how a single person can affect you as much.
how it can seem as if you came here just to wait. years. knowing something then that you would later feel, at first illusive, later definitive. that it was your forever. the bridge was of time.
sometimes you just wait—your mind, your body and the silence. the backs of your eyes aching, but calmed with what will later be known as meant to be.
© r.e.l. 6/18/13
Featured in Feminine Intent on redbubble
Posted on Medium 3.18.14
the way you move
through silent instincts
i remember your words
to the space
that only imagination
and bodies feel
then minds are still
© r.e.l. 11/16/11
Posted for Thursday Poets Rally 11/17-11/23/11 on the Promising Poets Cafe
you complete me as you rise
to fill every gap
with each perfect
to be full
in your deep
as the covers of me
© r.e.l. 3/31/11
image “mountaintree5” by simsha
inspired by kundalini energy, induced by hatha yoga
posted for The Thursday Post on Ethereal Heights
Posted for Poetry Potluck 4/3-4/9/11 on Jingle Poetry