Breath Me

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I am the air
As it glides over your skin
And hair
Breath me in, my love
And I’ll anoint you
With the sweet fragrance
Of myrrh and rose

I am the song
A melody of colors
And light
Dance to me, my love
And I’ll enfold you
In the crook of arm and breast
As we drift softly Into sleep

I am the moon
Goddess of the violent tide
and a wolf’s wild heart
Howl for me, my love
And with silvered hands
I’ll lift you
Into the warmth of my skies.

-LM Jones

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She’s Made of Storms

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“It’s said
She’s made of storm cells
And a wild wolf’s hungry heart,
That she’s learnt
The lightning’s secret
To ripping darkened skies apart.

The power of her presence
Can bring the mountains to their knees,
Her song is one of chaos
As she stirs the angry seas.

But if you’ve met
You’d be no wiser
For she is also born of light,
Another face amongst the crowd;
The hidden
Hiding in plain sight

Great power doesn’t always come
Inside the forms that you’d assume
But you’d never doubt her strength
When she is howling at the moon.”

If you could feel what I feel
You’d know how much brighter the sun burns for me
A fiery kiss
As sweat drips
Glistening on honey skin
Emerald eyes ablaze

If you could see what I see
You’d see the universe come to life by night
Oh how he awakens for me
Sending stars to ring my head
Their light like silk
Sliding down shoulders and breasts
Lingering on hips and legs

If you could hear what I hear
You’d hear the ground breath
Singing a song
As I sleep in the secret grove
Surrounded by trees that hum along
On my side I’m curled
Cheek to earth
She whispers to me of life
And longing

If you could smell what I smell
You’d smell the sky before the storm
Waves of ozone and electricity
Crackling between raised fingertips
Hair floating with static
A red halo
And the scent of the wolf beneath my skin
Wild and fierce
Awaiting the lightning that will come.

-LM Jones
Quote: E. H.
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You Darkness

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“You darkness, that I come from,
I love you more than all the fires
that fence in the world,”

Here I am
So open for you
Do you love my wounds?
The light belongs to the carefree
So I cloak myself in darkness
And the stars burn bright for me
The night is my lover
And oh, he loves me well
Tear the wraps
And I’ll let you see
Pull away flesh
Unlock my ribcage
And there it is
My heart lying bare
Just leave the thorn please
Its press reminds me to live
I’m afraid, at its removal
I’d do nothing but bleed
And drown the world
With this life it traps inside.
-LM Jones
(Quote: Rainer Maria Rilke)