LaLa

There’s a crack in everything
that’s how the light gets in
– Leonard Cohen

Soil me.

Let your magic hair tickle secrets from my thighs,
as you sing our ragged future through my soul.
There’s no turning back (you fine furry fuck).

You are my man. My sorcerer.
Majestic, you move through the crack in my everything.
That’s how your light gets in.
That’s how you help me breathe.

Your fingers move through the spaces of my bones
as you shoulder loose the gloaming of another well-lived day.

You are it for me, my LaLa.
If only you were home tonight,
connecting constellations
for the monkey on my back,
balancing a lotus act
along its crooked track.

Brenda Warren 2014

 

Written for Elizabeth’s Day 2 prompt.

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6 thoughts on “LaLa

  1. Oh, you sexy little devil you. Love it, Brenda. I most certainly enjoyed the honesty here. i am poemless at the moment, but that is ok, I am not going to push myself.

    Your friend,
    Pamela ox

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