Begin
for a wolf moon
.
The timeline speculative
The path direct or meandering
Thread through the eye
Needle placed on vinyl
Paper introduced to ink
But here you know me so well
Summon the ocean with your eyes
So it begins
A new day in your measured ways
Your wet successes
You bring your smile low
Your hand hovers high
Fixing on your jeans and arching hard
Hoping to collide with something
Murmur please baby please
Closing my eyes hoping to hasten
You outpatient me and my imagination
Suddenly your knee hard between
I quiet scream, again I plead
Think about the wet spot on your jeans
Undeterred in your joy to watch me squirm
You stop my hand from applying remedy
Warm breath paints my thigh
Impossibly near my need
Still you keep me suspended
On the verge of madness
Until you begin to draw the river
Until you begin to draw
The sound of animal from my lungs
Until you orchestrate my tremble
And watch me wrestle with air
Until I begin to finally finish
.
You know what, my face after reading this 'aesthetic-lustful' verse: 🍅
Take care. And may your evening be sweeter by then, my dear one. 🫂🥰
“Thread through the eye / Needle placed on vinyl” — I like how you lean into process and anticipation here; it feels very controlled, almost ritualistic, in the way it builds sensation.