Hebrew King

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Hebrew King(Who Shadows Me?)

Anchored to You

Know that you are beautiful,

still—

like waters he refused to jump in

while fearing their actual depths.

True love is a sacrifice,

one he doesn’t deserve if he can’t

fathom giving you his last breath.

For you belong to someone who isn’t

afraid to drown himself,

to experience the wait of your truth.

Instead, he only gets his feet wet,

leaving himself weightless of being

anchored to you.

Interstellar Rose

Her fading scent vanished,

like an interstellar sea of dying

rose where she held me in the

warmth of her repose.

Remembrance condenses on my

skin like stardust settling on a dark

canvas—

cosmic art immersing me in her

absence.

Gravity pulls me deep into orbit

through a vacant space,

where the distant echo of her

whisper creeps.

It says, “Look for me”,

and before my eyes there lay

a quiet petal within my reach.

A Hebrew Queen(Speaking from the Ether)

She speaks to me in a way

current times don’t show.

The further I think back,

not a previous exchange

with another comes close.

Her words are so adrift,

but still covering.

They are starting to fill all

of my celestial vacancies,

—eclipsing me.

Devine Imperfection

Beloved,

may I remove all of your clothing,

slowly but surely revealing all of

what’s underneath.

For I wish to lay eyes on your Godly

creation, in full—

Paying utmost attention to your flaws

as they are most sacred to me.

Borrowed Breath

I’m embracing the unwritten

lines in between your quiet;

My hands, gentle enough to

inhabit you without breaking

the stillness.

Don’t express to me how it

feels,

but do close your eyes, and take

it all in as our time reveals.

Relax in my arms, as the

emergence of ink begins to show.

Word for word, stanzas in tow,

a tranquil poem—now flows.

Our margins are deep,

holding secrets our minds can’t

fathom to keep.

No whispers are needed

to measure the depth—

just the steady slow rhythm of

borrowed breath.

—JG &...

Collapse All Distance

A corresponding voice that

resonates with its own tone;

It’s telling me to come home,

her body waiting in reach.

Collapse all of your distance

on to me.

It whispers past my mind

until the chant is embedded

deep within my aloft,

For it grounds my descent from

cosmos—

pulled down to experience her

gravity’s must.

Until the Night Exhales

Let me kiss you the right way,

all over, soft and slow.

Losing my breath in between

savoring each quote.

Brow, neck, shoulder, “lower”—

your petite breasts,

“lower”—

Feel the way the rest of

you trembles as the mood begins

to grow.

Take hold of my crown and

guild me as you please, take

control letting your hands

rewrite my rhythm—go.

Until the night itself exhales.

Open Minded

They became deep in their poetic

space, as they defied sound permitting

moans through the vast obscure.

For they were lost in each other’s

mystique, yet still open minded

to where their spirits were.

And even while sated, they still

yearned at the remaining closed

doors of each other’s corridor.

There is where they’d find comfort

in the shadows left waiting to be

explored.

Beyond Her Threshold

The physical fades to a quiet

background when the map of your

thoughts begins to unwind.

Though your beauty lies bare in this

softening light, it is always the

structure and grace of your mind.

The curve of a shoulder, the warmth of

a touch, are only the threshold, the

edge of the door.

But, the words that you speak and the

truths you hold still are the landscapes

I am drawn to explore.

For skin may invite an immediate gaze,

a sudden surrender to what I can see,

But the robe of your intellect, layered

and deep is the riddle that sets my

attention free.

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Infinity

Cosmic,

a celestial charm

pouring knowledge

at my temple of her

very existence

A water bearer in the

night sky surrounded

by an air that breathes

songs of her descent

She’s had my attention,

reciting her poetics through

the corridors of my orbit

leaving gifts of her rose

scent

If her essence isn’t

intended for me then it

has still captured me

somewhere throughout

infinity

And beyond that, she has

love for all constellations,

yet the smile I carry

subsequent to her words

makes me fee...