we will land

patience pours from the stillness
of your activities

in the gaze of yours with that
special blend of what you covet
what you share
what you don't know you are sharing
I never met a person more caring

in the fights
in the throws of passion
in where I am
and where I am asking
in the mystical
and so very precious knowing of you
feeling of you
all the way from skin and flesh
and muscle and bones
to the psychic clairaudient constant telephones
I find myself answering
and hanging up and pushing all that

morbid beautiful information from dreams
from the back of our conversations and silences
inside and through out those private places we shared
wrapped around each other like phone cords intertwined
all at once neutral
all at once furious
with the state of the world
we railed against

inside the decision to bring the knife to the
throat of each possibility and
turn back

in that never using force to get what we want

giving into

the oblique nature of our first tender interactions
the way you got in
without the use of force and
how confused and happy and scared that left me
you never left me
so far
you have never
employed the use of force and this
leaves us spinning spiraling up

falling in patterns invisible to most eyes
creating indifference within the hearts and minds of
those who find it necessary to push back, push into
a life of severance

while I lay more ground work for reverence

we fall and then more so float with the pressure of the subtle wind
just a whisper of a breeze, redefining strength to include

us as leaves free falling
trusting we will land
where we are magnetized to be
vibrating this peace so effortlessly