let us stand. the mirror

(i have been thinking of writing you for a while. writing)

oh man you make my mind explode. my body ripple with the sweet sap of this forest. mmm hot and inspired sigh.
life around your waist. i lie at night. the moon, now, so strong, so pulling on my veins to you.
it is so wonderful
these messages, words with power that can change where i am to take me to being where with you would be.in dreams
it is so silly. so necessary. so?
all these questions we pose into the nether
do you read what you write
check it over
type, regurge, and hit send
just let it be read as it is in its pure streamed thought...

the mixed bag:
i think about this. about whether every experience has just slowly but surely whittled down to what is perfect, what resounds
either way
whether the chemical zaps are "real" or just pertinent to make now make sense i am ecstatic knowing that i am with you in this place we dance. the yellow-red world of circus charm. they recreate it in movies sometimes and i know that yes...that it is. that is where i dance. that is what it looks like when i see it, not simply feel it

what is our love filled with: emotional commitment to grow, to be in the front of our lives, fuck the fear, fuck the hiding. this is who i am and in you in this
ah in you
what magic

st peter. let us rule

we wait on the cliff as the moon rises in the morning with the sun. it is blue it blinds and there is holding here. we wait because we know if we move we will change this perfectly comfortable pleasurable space that.
when anyone moves i feel the walking like it is a cage in the moment.
when it is you i am excited to know you are about to approach where i am

chris your eyes
where are they
to see
to breath.
to strive to seek to find and not to yield
xoxo
fae jr.