I call you mine
without possession
this us by design
an impenetrable creation
what’s yours what’s mine
a fortress of intention
asynchronous lives
unbind pure elation
as parted halves unite
a rising perfection
all things reveal in time

I need you more than I want to admit
I am this wounded bird
wronged by the broken things
when opportunities missed hurt
I live with outstretched wings
feral hunger turned ascetic desert

I whisper your name
like a prayer to the earth
when the going gets hard
eyes closed stay alert
invoking redemption
from the vast space left
in your absence

I’m the warring
beneath the skin
the birth free of desire
under his gaze
what was lost we found
becoming glory unbound