30 Poems in 30 Days (Redux)

[Moochienanu]

3-13

Reread

I get lost and found in you
Like my favorite book.
I could stare at you
Like I do it’s pages,
Consume each paragraph,
Absorb every word,
Until the finish...

And still want to start again,
Turning the pages back
To the beginning
As soon as possible.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-14

Mind the Hallways

My mind holds alternative routes,
Decisions I could have made,
Things I should have done instead,
And catalogues them
Next to reality for comparison.

There are many twists, spins
That have lead me down this hall
I am currently walking.
There are things I am ashamed of
And others I am proud to say I did.

As I walk through these halls, though,
With their walls lined with possibilities,
I know there is one path calling,
The one I know is always right,
Because it leads straight to you.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-15

Livin’ on it

A sweet, soft kiss
Pressed firmly four lips
Don’t move too fast
Taking our time today
The future is still ours,
We can climb to heights
Over and over,
Hand in hand,
In loops and even backwards,
Until finally falling,
Melting into each other
How we were meant to be.
The fit there, unlike anything
As my heart beat quickens
Then slows to keep time
With the music of yours,
And your hand playing me,
Dancing across my skin
Like lovers on a dance floor.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-16

Pure Artistry

The hours tick by
And this page remains blank
Like it mocks,
Blowing raspberries of nothingness
In my general direction.

Well, screw you page.
Consider yourself covered.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-17

An Attempt to Describe

The analogy is right;
It is like falling,
Only it is the kind of falling
Where everything internally
Becomes weightless
And floats up into your throat
Whenever the thought of them
Crosses your mind.

It is like gravity stops
Having an effect on your organs,
So they have no choice
But to flop around,
Leaving you shaken
To the core
And needing them
More than you ever thought possible.

It is similar to the feeling
That clicking slowly to the top
Of the first hill on a rollercoaster
And then plummeting down quickly
Can cause sometimes,
The soaring kind of fall
That makes the thought of ground
Completely disappear.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-18

Turn

Sideways
Spin around
Stopping where
Fit is best
Feel the light beams
Radiating from within
As the fingers trace
Each moment
Top to bottom
Stoping on curves
For enjoyment
Before a press to
Slip inside
And turn again
Over at the beginning
Flipping to be
Spun around
Sideways

 

[Moochienanu]

3-19

Three forms

The small boat
Wanders along its path,
Winding hither and yon
In concentric circles,
Then over and stops,
Melting, much like I do
Into a puddle as it sits.

The puddle,
A pond or bath
To lay and soak your weary body
Laden with life like leaches
Stuck to succulent skin
Feeling free floating
Inside as the
Steam simmers.

The steamy sweat
As bodies move together
And then culminate
In a moment only we know
Well enough to describe together,
Pull me to you with a
Salty kiss on my brow
As you hold me there,
Feel me
Just like that solid,
Melt into you again.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-20

My Good Girl

The first time
You told me
Who I was in person,
While our bodies already knew,
And our minds had previously
Ordered themselves to the thought
Well before;
It wasn’t until,
In that hallway,
When those three words
From your lips
Left goosebump shivers
Traveling outward
From the spot
Where your hungry growl
Pressed against my neck,
That I knew every word
Of that seemingly simple phrase
To be
Truth.

And now,
Every time since,
Whenever you tell me,
I feel it in your voice
And remember how those words
From you
Made me feel,
Make me feel,
Leave me feeling...

All yours.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-21

Glowing

Rejecting darkness with a purpled orange tinge,
Removing the misty blanket softly lain across a lap.

Soft incandescence filling open eyes,
Coating the surface with foot falls
Devoid of either shoe
After a much needed interruption.

Between the sheets of a bright yellow beam,
Replacing pillows with a much better resting place
Causing searing heat in the wake of crashing waves,
For two as one to unite again.

Don’t let the time-thief catch us,
Scurrying giggles, sweet kisses, that hungry look,
As the ill-temperate, luminous rain slinks down,
Holds close as it flows over, through, down.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-22

Steamed Mirror

I am besot with the image of tangled limbs
And bodies speaking unheard words to each other.
I reach around this unseen voice
Whispering tingling messages into my sweaty skin,
In order to look industrious, normal.

I muddle through the fresh feeling of fuzziness
Coating the inside of my firmly unfocused mind.
It is the way you work into every crevasse and fold
Of my brain with the kiss you lay upon my forehead,
That leads to attempting a grasp on the now.

Taking a hand,
I wipe away the film
And stare happily at
Evidence made plain:
We are undeniable.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-23

Is it?

Last time
It was different.
Deep pain in the shoulder
Started to radiate
And the numbness came later,
After.

This time
It is different.
A numbness is in both hands
And is too similar
To keep me from worrying more,
Crying.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-24

The Fortress of Escape

Rising from darkness and made from nothing else,
This building was made to be layers
Between the world
And the thoughts that shouldn’t be seen.

Take my hand in yours
And lead me into it’s depths
So far under now
There will be no turning back.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-25

Sneaking Glances

The way your searing stare
Makes my eyes dart anywhere else
With a feeling of sudden wonderment,
But also being seen so completely
By your substantial gaze.

You speak in words that play
Across the landscape of my mind
Long after they’re spoken,
Due to how much they mean to us both
Coming from your lips.

How I need to be near you -
To feel your breath on my skin
As you melt me with those pure words
And those eyes that see me as no one else does,
Over and over again.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-26

Car Talk

Friday morning.
Rain threw itself at the windshield
Like a slutty, drunk girl at the bar flirting
With anything standing on two legs:
Falling all over and tumbling with glee.
He was on His way somewhere He didn’t want to go.
I was doing similar, and thought
Since meetings were canceled,
And we were both free for a moment,
Why not take advantage?
I pulled into the lot
And turned my car off this time
Because a couple times ago,
When I was parked for a while
With the car still drawing battery,
I ended up having to find a stranger
In the nearest building - a church -
To jump start my car for me
While I was completely disheveled
And smelled of sex.
We chatted and He told me
To remove my tights.
I took a picture as evidence that I did.
As the rain poured down,
I felt His hand over mine
As we moved over and down
Together.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-27

Puzzles

Your face, a riddle to many I am sure,
Is like reading my favorite book
While listening to my favorite album
And thinking my favorite thoughts.

It is an enigma to us both
How simply and well all of the pieces fit,
Snapping into place tightly,
Every time feeling closer than the last.

Wandering through this new maze,
I can’t think of who I’d rather have with me,
Holding my hand as we roam through,
And get lost in each other.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-28

Quantities

How much is
So much
That it hurts to breathe without them?

How much is
So much
That the world stops when they touch you?

How much is
So much
That you can’t think of a time before them?

How much is
So much
That they can make you smile without trying?

How much is
So much
That miles disappear when you hear their voice?

How much is
So much
That a simple touch from them melts you completely?

How much is
So much
That the words just slip out sometimes whenever they cross your mind?

How much is
So much
That you can’t even put into words how much?

How much is
So much?
I’m not sure, but it’s almost as much as I need you.

 

[Moochienanu]

3-29

The Sky’s the Limit

Arms out to the sides,
One foot and then the other,
Heel toe, heel toe
Keep in the middle,
Don’t look to the side,
Distraction is unacceptable,
Because the straight path is the only way...

... until you sprout wings.

 

[Moochienanu]

Miles Mean Next to Nothing

It’s like the distance
Doesn’t exist
When I hear your voice.

It’s like each word
Spoken between us
Binds us further
Drawing our souls closer.

It’s like time melts away
And I could spend
An eternity
In the sound of you
Saying my name.

It’s like every cliché
Ever uttered
About two people
Falling in love
Have suddenly become
Unavoidable and true.

 

[Moochienanu]

4-1

Hop on

Here I go again
On this rollercoaster
Of ups and downs daily.

It scares me to get into the car.
The chassis shaky at best,
But I believe in the feats of engineering
Involved in creating
Such a marvel,
So I’ll ride.

The first hill is the hardest:
The build up to the first drop
When your blood starts to boil
And your stomach does pre-game flip flops.

I want to offer you my hand.
I need to.
To have someone else
That will keep me
On these rails,
Even though I know
It is all in my mind,
And I have the weight
To ride alone...
I don’t want to.

So please,
Come with me.

let’s ride.

 

[Moochienanu]

4-2

Shelves be Damned!

A small tub
Hot shower running over us
Hand soap
My hair piled up
Cascading down my back
As your hand runs through
Steam floating
Like a fog we once knew
But no longer feel
As my lips make a trail
Down your body.

Accompanied by your hand
On my shoulder,
In my hair
Dappled with damp
As we find a new level
Of ecstasy.

Unfastened,
It fell to the ground
Like knees
Over and over.

 

[Moochienanu]

4-3

The Three Ws

Delicate breath
Caught deep
Spirals of thought
Exhaling slowly.
Alveoli close to bursting
A subtle saturation
Of a body filled
With each notion.

Concrete, forever
Timeless, history
Each formulated
Spoken with care
Written upon the stones
Of lives without before
Never again.
Warm messages,
Washing away
Manifested anxieties
Three syllables.

Freeing of chords
Each purpose discernible
Falling upon ears
That know best
Ambrosian sentiments
In simmering sound.

 

[Moochienanu]

4-4

Without Them There

Memorized phone numbers recited repeatedly
The same questions asked, and over again
Muffled, murmured, covered voices
Confusion settled with concerned eyes
A held hand, calming touch on the shoulder
Eye contact with a stranger
Apologies for the world
Scared of a possible future when a voice isn’t heard
A loved face never seen again
Surrogate warmth found in the coldest room
Soothing words spoken
As chemicals make the room swim

 

[Moochienanu]

4-5

Soon

Need,
An overwhelming eruption
Released into the room
Actions, reactions of bodies
Held tight in arms that ached for months.

Words,
Secrets of how much never changed
And only grew
Spilling out
To be consumed by waiting ears
Yearning to hear each whisper.

Heat,
Smoldering sparks streaming in,
A golden flood of warmth
Tingling touches falling
Upon freshly blushed skin.

Desire,
Electric currents flowing through entirety
Each stinging sensation shooting,
Dancing over synapses
Settling into melted excitement.

 

[Moochienanu]

4-6

Pieces

I can track back to when it happened.
I remember the moment clearly
When I splintered apart
Into small pieces
And traded a piece of myself
For one of yours.

It was a late morning in mid December.
I was tired after staying up late the night before
And you only had a little over an hour to spend.
The way you looked on that street corner...
I could feel myself starting to break apart already
As I crossed the street toward
The rest of my life.

My stomach was full from a recent greasy-spoon breakfast alone,
But I still agreed to a cupcake shop and coffee,
Because coffee.
I touched you.
I remember that first touch
Like it was yesterday still...
And the way the toes of our shoes nuzzled under the table,
I was crumbling.

It wasn’t until,
In a hallway belonging to someone else,
A bedroom that was mine for years of singular nights
Housing an inflated mattress you never touched,
I fell apart that first time...
I was there,
Am there always,
And I was also somewhere else.

I made my way to the door,
Fear of discovery on my mind,
But you...
We...
I have never,
Will never again.
I already know this truth,
Because this only happens once
If you’re lucky enough to be found.

You found me.

Your piece is mine,
And mine is yours.
Always together,
Even apart.
Carrying this part of you
Close to my heart.

 

[Moochienanu]

4-7

I would do anything right now

To feel your hand lift my face to yours,
Our lips meeting in an electric dance
As time forgets to march,
Dropping it’s months of burdened feel,
It sprints.

To rest my cheek on your chest,
Utterly exhausted together
As your fingertips skim my body,
Little ripples of feeling after a title wave
Of longing.

To hear your voice in my ear
Telling me everything will be alright
As you have many times before,
Calming my overactive mind in the way only
You can.

To have you close enough to touch
So that I could rest my mind on you
As we drift off to sleep
In sweet slumber until I
Wake you.