FLAMES

A sure shot serendipitous setting brought with it an all to familiar scene of comfort and excitement…
The floor was harder than I expected and seemed to almost slope towards the thick oak, smoke tarnished fire place…
We were sharing one blanket and two pillows and knew it wasn’t enough That made it perfect though because we would have to then lock curves to find that spot…
we all know that spot, the place between two people that fits bodies so well that you breathe as one and can feel every muscle in her back adjust as she shifts her hips and spine to roll as deep into your embrace as space would normally not allow…
We slowly turned from stomach to back after the flames on our faces brought small crystals of anticipation to one another’s brows….
I was tempted to wipe hers dry with a single swipe of my thumb, my other four fingers nestled softly under her chin….It was easy to see that she wanted me to and was noticeably disappointed when I didn’t….If she only knew how every fiber in me wanted to reach through her and dissolve any borders between our flesh and souls….
Things would be different if given one opportunity to make all boundary building blocks disappear into the void for the night..,
Her matrimonial ties,
My memory,
Our history,
The world, light, pain, consequence,
Anything that isn’t our passion and naked truth.

…Our early hour morning was spent in desperate search of familiar grounds across the plains and mountains of each other’s bodies….
Pushing and bending contorting to contours that are all but sinful…
Sin..Lust..Coveting that which isn’t legally yours…
”A court issued document signed by both parties to signify the joining of two persons in wed-lock”
as Webster would define
…while losing in translation any emotion or heart whatsoever.
…See now, I wear no black gown and by no stretch of an actives youth imagination do I swing the deciding hammer on hickory high towers.
So, Interpretation I suppose, is the only peace of mind that I carry in my over burdened and overly open brain…
I give no excuses for the indulgence that is our union other than to say,
“it feels right…maybe…or maybe just for the night.”
I, at one point could have given up to the void a thousand different sensible reasons why ours couldn’t be or at least shouldn’t be, and will in that same instant trade one thousand of those thought beaten omnipresent beasts of understood yesterdays, for one, just one, reflective embrace like the ones we shared on a creaky cold distant morning.
One more glimpse at the beauty that is our two bare chests bearing down on one another engulfed in a cloak of thick heat…
One more chance to dance in Pandora’s velvet lined music box
One more time came and went
One more time seemed to be almost infinite
One more time
MORE TIME….
Give it time, it takes time, no more time, out of time, time, time…
It’s a tick tock tornado race with two legs tethered to a cold pole,
A cold soul
So cold my soul seems…
We exist there though, in tooth fairy dreams….
We spend our time looking for a way out of our quick stay Inn, trying to find something to distract two analytical liars from what could become a gold paved decent to lusty liaison in hell.

My thoughts of how and why have been replaced by moans and repetitious one word confirmations, YES we love each other, YES we know it didn’t work, YES it’s as wrong as it is right, YES!YES!YES!.....
Almost a half decade of moans
Almost a half decade of wrongs
Almost a half decade of reasons
Almost there
Almost done
Almost Gone….
Too many close calls, too many, “If I only had…”
To many and not enough…
The nonstop teeter totter toe cruncher!
Get rid of balance, do away with chi, kill karma and all those people that say, “that’s karma!” with a head nod and a crooked “Sure am glad that wasn’t me.” Grin!
This song is a duet and the harmony is perfect, so sit down, shut up, and take notes because this recital is epic and its story beautiful and tragic…
I dare you to live with this passion…