AIR IN MOTION

Air in Motion

love...
in my heart, once two lungs
divided a stone bell,
tolling quakes
interrupt, disintegrates
the passing of so many
beats left behind

at my awakened being side
the strike of your words
the fragrance of your breath

to the song of my perfumed silence
where the noise of your white skin
finds the metallic rhythm of untold meaning

my desires run
beyond the shape of your body
wings, petals, the unfolding valleys

within the existence of time
reeling to the brink of madness
is the sea of salty
freedom

vibrating me closer to the vital
stunned dominion
blending me with your tender pneuma

TJK

CAPILLARY LOOPS

Capillary Loops 

I feel a granulated scar 

pushed deep in the purple dark

where no compassionate face will see

the contained ripples

of pink tissue holding 

the splattered blood of shame,

the claw of hurt that

plowed down an innocent heart

in the forename of experience.

I see a smile on 

the unfathomable wound

of a ageless face,

the mirror of waters surface

concealing another time of war

mixed into a web of choices,

bones can be broken

by a mind full of salted words.

I watch fingers fondle silver

charms hanging tight

on one linked chain

protecting

the chest they sway faint upon

practiced day after day. 

I know discipline locks in the ache,

closed rib cage restricts

secrets that mix hurt 

into what can be seen

in the breaking containment of  

the expanding blue ocean

not with held from

no more or no less pain.

TJK