A poem by Yours Truly

Not sure where my feet lay, grounded amongst foreign wood.
Unknowingly expressing words of my future
Grateful for the present.
The fullness of flavor,
my inner rich beauty,
revealing deeper depths at the
brink of each layer.
Avoiding small talk,
Lets grab the bull by the horns!
I'm yearning for you, baby,
Your eyes flirt with me behind the glare
of your bikes' rear view mirror.
You vicariously breathe through me,
I take a fuller breath
to fill your lungs.
I am instantaneously amazed;
how the world is constant;
ever revolving,
regardless if we're in it!
How miniscule our existence has become!
Suddenly everything becomes hilarious...
nothing matters-
Yet my thoughts affect everything.
What am I doing in this coffee shop window
Pondering questions of life and death?

My heart wanders,
It's planted in you, yet
flutters through space and time. I encompass the Empress,
Universal Love, a mistress of
treasure's pleasure and lust
I trust
that you will catch me when I fall;
(I surrender into your arms)
that your body still welcomes me
at my lowest moment.
I love you-all of you-I love
your wandering gaze, curious look,
and cheeks pressed against mine.
Let's confront each other;
Not let one another fade into
mediocrity
I won't let your lies slip by;
each one is caught between
my third eye and frontal lobe
processed between my heart
and my compassion;
I cheer for your ability,
our ability
to always cherish the most
Simple and Pure
Way of Love.
You're inside me.
I am yours.
I love you