[lawyerings]

I can still feel your heart-beat pumping madly
just like mine
& taste your kiss hung on my lips, sweetness defined
as if you were still:
--right here
--right now
--right next to me
or, ---under me...
...like you were just a few hours ago...
staring up at me...oh, so seductively ---those
beautiful eyes big & bright---
locked onto me, opened...
- W I D E -
-!-
...they're divulging your secrets,
& showing me your soul...
illuminating it all...
so lovely...so...
beautiful!

...as I lay trying to sleep, remembering
all the little details:
--how you looked there below me
--how you felt in my arms
& pressing up to me
--how you taste when you kiss me
--how you smelled when we're near
& I think about
how
I can't possibly
fall asleep
with my head so full
of all these things
spinning...
'round
'n 'round
'n 'round
'n 'round

[suspect]
high on this mountain of words
---unspoken, some;
& also recovered
from the gravity of moments past...
wait in shadows,
patient for the sun...
minor expressions of the feelings ---some
subtle
others, not so...
tangled up in the mass of a web once weaved
just so, perilously...
intricate,
delicate,
& oh so definitive...

such Holy words of Holy Solace
& of
sweet sweet Serenity;
weaved by the Spider who hunts my
Divinity;
with the Madness of my un-doing,
& the fortunes of the Bold...
for the necter of my Hearts embrace
deep in the vacuum of my Soul.