An accidental osmosis and he told me to write real big if I ever get stuck in the mud. Told me I’m making it hard on him today, making it hard for him to believe me.

And life’s too short to play that game. Life’s too short to buy into someone else’s trip. I smile at the gods because I have enough of my own. So I say, “No, I don’t have that kind of power over you. It’s all you, babe.”

And he’s rendered speechless and I don’t know how this chapter fits into the evolving journey. But it doesn’t matter really because it’s breathing stretching caressing being. It’s unloading and unlocking and opening. It’s the ownership of self and the chosen surrender to other.

It’s prayers in the church pews and the psalms that trail from her juicy lips and I want to take her into me, take her words into me, lubricate them with my tongue and stream them back to her a delectable dessert trailed over her skin.

This is a silly world. People are always giving their power away, then saying, “How dare you do that to me! How could you betray me like that?”

But I know better now. I know enough to let laughter infiltrate my heart, and your warm touch, and that’s all I need to be okay. That’s all I need to jump on the next train. To put my faith outside my body, to reach for it and breathe it back into my flesh. I want to make love to your frame, want to spill poetry into the hollows of you and watch the shimmers dance out of your eyes, the fireworks burning my fingers.

I crave to be marked by you because, darlin, you’re already all over my heart. And it’s like UV-sensitive ink on my skin, and no one has your flavor of light and no one else can see it, can taste it, can let it all stream in.

I want to hide in the fort and blast into the world. Want to dive over a cliff of mutual dreams and sacred desire, falling into a pool of communion and let’s baptize ourselves and the children in our womb. Let’s breathe into what’s becoming, let’s set our sights high and higher, cause we’re rising, darlin, we’re doing it, we’re flying, we’re releasing and soaring.

The excuses of other don’t matter and I’m not holding back because of misunderstandings anymore. Endie waits for us in the top of the avo-tree, and it’s countless opportunity, strewn across the universe, discarded haphazardly like yesterday’s lingerie and we just have to follow the breadcrumbs cause the trail’s already there and it’s humming and it’s singing and the map is of our making.

An accidental osmosis and Goddess couldn’t help but link our chains. I get pulled around, but I’m determined to set myself free and follow your aching lust for once, silent at your heels, happy just to be so close.

Last night she told me that the moon was for me, and I don’t even know what that means, but I danced in the rain and sighed in the wind. An accidental osmosis and the more that I grow, the more that your presence grows inside of my heart, beating a rhythm all its own, grabbing my attention, pulling me into you.

I lick my lips and I smile. I lick my lips and I fall. An accidental osmosis and I’m on my knees and I don’t remember how it happened, but you have my strings now.

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