Not Being In Love

There is a grand freedom
In saying 'I Love You'
and not hearing it in return.

Yes.
That initial cringe, that feeling
of needing to take it all back,
like pulling the magician's
rainbow scarf
back wards into the sleeve.
And yes...

there is nothing like the shared,
warm, animating, heart bloom
of two
in love
both evenly flowering true
risking nothing
but...

How free to say it
and mean it
and realize
there is no sin
in putting more love into the world
into someone's soul
and there is no loss to you
when you can see it as raining
onto dry soil
and realize
the loss is theirs.

Queens Make Princes Kings

Wanting 

Me

He waits

for me to clear gates.

He dare not even dream

of letting me find other mates

between then & now.

How Queens make Princes Kings

Even without diamond rings,

the freedom of not

having to show him things.

I write above his head

and before

I was writing in 

my Other's bed,

Equally, scarily matched

I waive for worship instead.

A Queen who knows her throne

must reign alone

for control's sake-

Oh my Red Golden King!

I hold my own heart

afraid in your hands

it might break

but

please know...

If I were free from the thoughts

that enlarge the fearful small of it,

I would have given you the kingdom

from free to shining me, all of it,

& bowed down the crown

just to hear the heavy fall of it.  

On

I have powered you on

work for me

demo yourself

show me what you can do

what you are made of

don't make me undo you

unscrew you

have to check your batteries;

what makes you tick

let me only turn you on

screw you

use you

as i see fit.  

Roamed

I want to take my time on you

Even my words

want to linger on the hills of your name

You have been roamed

and named

in ecstasy 

for passion's sake-

I chose you

and all along

you thought you

chose me.