It's Dark
by Cookie Holley
...
for Daniel Michel Antil
It's dark
But I still feel you
As if you'd never moved
Never started to snore or toss.
I remember
Your dark eyes staring
Looking deeply inside me
Searching my soul for your truth.
I feel
Your soft touch
Skin like satin soothing me
Enveloping what you find stretched there.
I see
Your outline
Out-cold from passion
With breath deep and slowly rhythmic.
I think
About our past
Pleasure unfolding through pain
The thoughtless indiscretions now trashed.
I wonder
If you remember
Why you ever loved me
Or how we came to this core of being.
I feel
Lost sometimes
When you aren't close to me
Though I could easily reach out to touch you.
I know
You've heard these words
Spoken from the mouths of others
Yet, you listen so very intently as I spew them.
I see
The sparkle in your eyes
As I touch you where I'm not supposed to
Smash the boundaries society wraps us in each night.
I think
That we should last forever
But then nothing ever does that lives
You lay there so lifelessly alive it makes me wonder.
I hear
All the words you whisper
And I believe each and every one before you say it
As if hearing them for the first time in breathless anticipation.
It's dark
But I still feel you
Your soul bared throbingly trusting
That this will never end or change from the present.
I understand
The expressions floating on your face
Though those words are never spoken aloud
They scream through your heat and endless Endorphins.
I wonder
How you forget me
When you close those tender eyes
Escape to your world in dreamland alone and elusive.
I question
Each sigh and mumble
Watch you toss in some unknown reality
Knowing I'll never follow your emotional attachment.
I hover
Inside your body
As if it were my very own palace
To enter mysteriously without warning intensely driven.
I think
I may never know
If this is real or just another dream
We've pieced together from our memories.
I'm creating
This as we move along
Like a script we read the lines
But they become our souls only respite.
I feel
Start to quiver
As sleep moves to leave behind
Thoughts and visions not sharable from this distance.
I see
The form in darkness
That brought the light a while ago
When it really didn't matter about dreams or love.
I know
You've changed
My existence has enhanced
Along with my senses to fill the empty spaces.
I'm satiated
In this splendor
Milked clean from the inside out
Revamped with new interior to suit you every need.
It's dark
Yet I still feel you
Buried deeply inside me
Molded into my essence with endless passion.
...
Copyright © 2002-2003 Cookie
Holley. All Rights Reserved. May not be re-printed in any form without
express written consent of the author. Do not copy or post.
Cookie Holley was born in Los Angeles California,
and has published in feminist and gay women's magazines such as Maze
Country Women's Journal, where she submitted both graphic and written
works. She's also written for Emancipation and Bump Squad,
two online Prince publications. Email Cookie
Holley. Visit Cookie at Bump
N Grind Radio & Records online.
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