I smelt roses every morning
Since I left my window open
Morning air carried longer
Freshest scent of care
Where dutiful fingers tended
Each thorny branch, so sharp
Up along my window’s ledge
Down into my heart.
Tag: finger
Day’s Mirth (day 2765)
Goodbye to another day
Worked my fingers raw
Played a song
With Wild Buffalo
Who danced an ancient dance.
Watched Orion come and go
And set the moon aglow,
And in my heart
I knew it’d come
To waking once more
Into a day, another work
Filling me with all my mirth.
Each (day 2762)
As daylight waves a day goodbye
Eyes grow ever weary
Toil has been a good day spent
Fingers feel their strength
And in the hour I say my thanks
I speak of each their task
Remembering that uniquely
Each their strengths, we carry.
Stormy Winter Walk (day 2709)
Blowing snow
Frozen ground
Cold fingers
Relief (day 2700)
When day’s toil’s been had
Sore fingers rest a while
A goodness helps within
Growing age, nature’s win.
Though even maker’s broken down
A sigh of relief escaped
Dying sun burned out
Each smile felt deeply
As though devout.
Zeus’s Power (day 2627)
I’ve gone deep into a wild infusion
Lavender mixed with chaga
Subtle caressing and powerful intention
Racing through my veins
Leaving me with Zeus’s power
Leaving me with quest for life
Leaving me to gently run
My fingers over this chest.
Melding (day 2541)
With you on my mind
I crawled into pure bliss
Erupting from my deepest toes
To grasping figertips
I walked into your eminence
Bowing down to each your glow
Ruffling of your softest hairs
Betwixt my fingers enclosed
My lips became yours with each
Touch upon mine own
From which I lost all control
Melding at the stove.
Special Box (day 2476)
Hanging on to a special gift
Love bundled into a box
Cradled between idle fingers
Tracing out a pentagon
Dangling from your neck so light
A figure un-named, divine
Keeping space for every spell
Rumbling from within
Save Me From Getting Old (day 2472)
Save me from getting old
Your fingers forever a sacred chalice
To which my lifeline shall be caught
As I freely let
Unto the fingers that touch me so.
I shall not shy away
From this touch you lay upon
Skin so stretched as leaves turn gold
Save me from getting old.
For Not Latent Desire (day 2471)
I don’t know how to say I love you
Without loving you entirely, Lisa
I pace back and forth in my room
Questioning myself like a mathematician
Struggling out the answer to
A deepened understanding.
Some days it’s ok, I can love you
Without desiring the distance we’ve never had,
The whisper in your ear,
The smile that finds your lips
Too close to mine for latent desire
Stirring within the very breath I take.
So I love you with trembling fingers
Tentatively resisting your jungleness,
I love you though I’m calculating
With a pen I’m expertly etching
A solution to you entirely open
On a boat in the great wide ocean.