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Full Moon

~ SW Altair ~ 3 Comments

Tonight I miss someone but don’t know who. 
I am homesick but don’t want to go home. 
Tonight is one of those nights that I roam
through the streets, out of breaths, a restless soul
synching her own heartbeat to the rhythm 
of the pulsating stars. Tonight I fall 

into the unknown space between two 
seasons, the lonely cocoon of October.
Tonight is one of those nights that I lay
myself down under the full moon, waiting
silently and faithfully, until I 
soar into bright light as a butterfly.

Restless

~ SW Altair ~ 1 Comment

After he’d gone to sleep,
she stared at the blank space
between his shoulder blades,
and she saw swirling galaxies
of thousands of nameless stars
bursting to be discovered.

Sometimes she wished him
a brave explorer, a curious
poet, a hopeless romantic.
Sometimes, deep into the night
when she couldn’t fall asleep
she wished him someone else. 

Vulnerable

~ SW Altair ~ 8 Comments

When I came close
and climbed on top of you;
when I pressed myself deeply
into you, our lips, almost touching…

your face held the same expression
of an infant as he saw the lowering
of a milk bottle. Hunger; excitement;
and also fear, as if the hand that held
the bottle would suddenly disappear. 

That was the moment I saw
you, at your most beautiful,
lying beneath me, soft eyes
under the moonlight. A soul
who surrenders himself
to be satiated by another
is so easy and impossible to hurt.