Screaming out Loud

 Written May 31, 2025, Rev. 6/3/2025


Stretching,  rolling around in the 
thought of you.   
"Take me to your river,  I wanna go.....
I wanna come here and give every part of me,  
but there's blood on my hands 
and my lips are unclean...."

Feel the warning 
burn of your beard 
searing, healing 
love softly whispered
All along my neck,  my spine.  

Your piercing gaze,  
scared to death that this might be it, 
he might...might just be my 
everything and  beyond.... 
twitching,  stretching, 
Please, just be kind to me.
Almost can't stand the 
grabbing, growing, pulling,  
twisting sensation closer 
and clenching between 
the thighs of my heart....
Man, those eyes....

Laying prostrate at your feet,  
fully extending back forward,  
flattened on floor,  
begging to given more.... 
more of whatever this is.  
I adore and revel, 
and exhale divine scent,  
sublime on my tongue and my heart,  
pull apart line upon hard knotted line 
upon line upon precept,
I know where you've just stepped,
But, it's all good,  all safe 
from harm right now.....

Damn,  
just let me go 
from your mojo... 
I'm done.
Enough! Uncle!
Waving white flag.
That's it. You've won.

Trying in the best, 
most honestest 
way I know how to be
raw,  open,  honest, 
authentic.
Brutally feeling  EVERYTHING
fully out loud,
Uncensored.
Unscripted. 
Just ME. 
I scream, savage,
unanswered,  
up at the clouds.

Scream myself 
hoarse, voice now
totally gone
for the moment.
That's what I get
for screaming out loud
like that,
to the heavens, 
to life in general....
Well, go on, 
take my screams, 
heed the call,  
with heart beat,
you answer, 
well mostly.
Most of all,
Full of promises,  
full of unanswered love,
Of acceptance,  of healing, 
Repentance,
Of life reborn,  fought, 
Conquered,
Re-begun. 

Once again, 
you have won, Sir. 
Well done, you.
All my soul,
Swollen, 
Beaten,
Bruised. 
Bold, yet,
Tender,  
Fragile with hope,
Full of feelings yet unfelt,  
or so it must seem to you
from your point of view.

It begins with the slick
Of your lips against mine,
softly licking away the rough times,
grinding, slowly crossing all lines
like crossing the street, 
simple. Easy. 
Like you've known
where I am 
all along.
Home again.
Right where you
belong.



In between sighs
and dreams, 
Come.
Come and dream with me.
In between days, 
Flutter me,  coax me to be
All that I can.
Put your Key where it goes.
You know.
Turn.  Ignition. Slowly.
OK.
Give me some gas now.
Here it goes. 
Ready?  Let's go!
Wheeee!

Combust,  
Rev. 
Exploding
my emotional vomit
all over your road.
Hide my face in my pillow.
Sorry bout all the
Bursts on your soul,
As I'm unloading now.
Panting, freezing up.
Relax, just calm down 
a little,
catching mind's breath
a little...
well, whatever's left
after THAT.
Giddy giggle.
All Ready, reloading.

I already know
what you're gonna say
All of that beauteous shit,
You don't know the half of it!
What the hell do i do with this,
Just wait a sec,  
what, now, is all of this?
Do I have to sign for this?
Well, if I do, then
so do you, so
ante up, now, darlin,
strut your stuff right over here.
Sign here on the dotted line.

Are ya done? 
Well well well, then.
Contract, handshake, sealed
with spit and a pinky promise.
Where in the world you been
hiding out at
all of my life, darlin?

The hell with those 
delicate, so tender, soft
timid beating hearts, 
there'll be none of that.
Ain't got no time for that,
child, please! 
No way--
That's just not my style.
Not by a longshot, 
nor by a mile.

My mouth gaping
Grabs your wild,
Chomp! Chomp!
Gulps all of it down.
Mmmmmm. 
Delicious.
Divine.
And all mine.

Treasure this trembling,
unrefined
chaos of me.
Fragile, raw, new to me,
Blowing right out of my head,
leaving beautiful headache instead.
Draping arm off the side of my bed.

Love me tender, hold me tight.
Trace lazy waves by the firelight.
Don't let go now, 
keep me close, cuz
my love is a fire hose,
drenching, deep, blasting,
doses the ways of the world
with my song, with my prayer,
close my eyes.
with my voice 
drench my rain
on this world, 
unbridled, unnamed,
with my ragged 
wholly healed
through the pain.
striking peace, 
striking raw,
striking true.
Thundering.
Now, quiet. 
Hear that--
it's all because of you....


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