Hebrew King

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Waiting to Exhale

Come to me in the middle

of the night when my mind

is restless to dream.

Hum your sweet lullabies

in my ear, while your

shadow cradles me.

I wouldn’t mind the feel of

your warm breath against

my cheek as well.

And I wouldn’t mind the feel

of your fingers playing on my

skin to the melody,

while my body exhales.

All About Her

Please stay, don’t go—

for if you leave now you won’t know.

You’d keep guessing, the whole night

long—

just how far words can go.

This ache won’t ease, tight in my

throat,

each time our dialogue is

postponed.

Stay home.

Let’s talk about us,

about how much we spin as the planets

ellipse.

Let’s talk about how a Uranian Goddess

has the power to tide my Neptunian

abyss.

Let’s reminisce.

If She But Whispers

If she but whispers ‘come’,

I will set out on foot,

longing for a road

that breaks me on the way to

her love.

For I seek not an easy journey,

but to wed hardship along my

path.

Let the earth under my soles

bear witness to the miles

pushed aside.

Let the cold wind hollow out my

chest,

so long as my heart beats the

same when I arrive.

Cipher for Love

You are safe with me—

code for I’ve got you when

no one else does.

A love that comes from good

intentions,

locked inside a solid trust.

A love that is forever—

or at least an endeavor

of constant embrace.

A steady affirmation when

all else is loosely fitting,

failing to take your shape.

Nothing can take your place.

Not ever. No way.

The Scent of Roses On Warm Skin

Each touch, those faint ones that

tickle my senses,

reminds me of what I am missing.

You and I, existing far past the

mind’s mere glimpse—

where your rose scent is no longer

a hint,

but soaked deep into my warm

skin.

Our time spent in this present,

never questioned if our bond was

born long ago.

Take Me

Stretching on tippy toes

to reach the edge of his lips,

her eyes dissolved —

a drift deep into an ascended sea,

spilling a quiet galaxy onto a silent

shore, before her mouth could utter

take me.

Loved By A Stranger

I always wondered

what it was like to be loved

by a stranger.

It feels so wow, wow, wow!

Like a sudden whisper in a dark

vast,

a comment from a deity,

a glance across the stars,

lifting me up

before they become still in the

night.

As The Son I Am

Can I be your mainstay, by your

side amongst the countless

noises of the world? I promise to

love you through them all—not

only as the man that I am, but

as the son I will always be.

The Weight of Your Skin

With your name on

the tip of my tongue,

make me cry it out,

spoken and sung.

Make me stuck,

helpless and bound,

by the weight of your skin

and the lack of a sound.

Your body is a beautiful arrest,

laying all other words to rest,

so let silence bloom heavy

where our fingers trace the

hidden lines between your

lips and mine.

And every stuttered, broken

sigh becomes the only true

reply.

If It Ends With Me

The moment I met you, with my

mind out in space, the world

seemed to stop spinning.

Time unmoored in an instant,

and ever since, I have longed to

know your beginning—

and if it ends with me.


		The Softness of A Shadows says: Lying in a Queen Size bed, in a hotel all alone, such sweet night lullabies to make me get home, I am freestyling midnight thoughts, quiet whispers when hearts are reminiscing once sought. Goodnight, handsome Hebrew King.. Kemymalia (K.)tm.. excuse my errors if any this hotel WiFi is not up to America standards poems by this commentor Abortion Muse'Sations Its A Gee Thing

Waiting to Exhale