still water

Still water
Cracked up
Went to bed with a belly rub

Lands of vision redirecting
Feels so good to be nudged

Untied from worn threads
Strewn across gaping spaces
Meticulously taught and knotted
Webbed to catch my soul

A burning desire
A fire inside her
To hold her and simultaneously let her go
Lunge into the deepest pools
Those that call for gaping rebreaths
Fuck the hinge on which my mind melts
Door sitting dutifully between frame
No matter that home has come tumbling down

My eyes can't always see
What lies right before me
And when to leave something important behind
Stranded in the imagined glow of an eerily familiar foreigner
Caught staring into the light
On my knees that fear won't swallow me

So at least for a moment we might
Make mountains out of marbles
Just to watch them stray

Scoot our noses toward the beating heart
Having faith in the pads of our toes

--July 2015
   jitana