Ever since we became lovers
Now that we’ve transitioned to friends
I want more out of everything that surrounds me.
I want the rush of life in every moment to sustain …
Even the longing more rich, vibrant and alive…filled with the purpose of exposing.
I am enough and still I want
More….
More from this existence and these quiet little rooms.
I want to make love to strangers
I want to stare in to the expanse of sky and somehow
Become
Amongst stars and stray cats
More than the lessons left to be learned
Or the moments lined up one after the other
More than the hunger and it’s reprieve
I want more than those moments when you held me down
And we bled into one another again and again.
I want this world to hold me down and fuck me
Make love to me like I am the majestic sky.
To stop dreaming of the end where my heart stops
and
I never have to wake up again
Instead to experience this passion and delight
In something so simple as these roses in their vase
Free of charge from the grocery
or
The dictionary open on the kitchen table…
The way my pajama shirt falls off my left shoulder
The crumpled orange wool scarf under the low light of the lamp
Curtain pulled to street light and I know the sky out there
And I am filled
With the longing for more.