They Fall Asleep

For all those who were meant to meet and separate and those who love their cuddles.

They miss their long snugly cuddles, 
Her tiny slimy puddles,
Perfect fit of their naked warm bodies.
Her body curving in and out to melt
Into his muscular forms.
They miss sleeping all night
Tight and light,
Rotating from one pose to another
Without losing full body touch.
They sleep now alone
In different time zones
Next to the phone, checking each buzz,
Thinking of ways to fill the emptiness
Between his fingers, her thighs.
They shut their eyes
And whirpool back in that space
Where they lay entangled in bow,
Memories flow.
Remembering their 30 days of love.

They fall asleep.


They are laying 
In healing embrace, 
Staring at each other face to face, 
Legs wrapping around their bodies, 
Fingers meeting fingers, 
Lips barely touching lips, 
Sharing the same space, 
Hearts beating at the same pace. 
It rains a loud tropical shower. 
Eyes are closing.

They fall asleep.


He opens up, 
She feathers inside his rock solid nest, 
Pressing her knees against 
His firm stony chest 
With transparent crystal at heart. 
He draws her close
And locks her up for the night. 
The gem of his body 
Molding around her light, 
But only forever.

They fall asleep.


He rolls on his grand tiger back, 
Relaxes, exhales his “ye-esss”
As she crawls all the way
Down his warm, wooly breast, 
Brushing herself 
S-u-p-e-r-slowly against him. 
She settles to sleep 
On his soft furry gold, 
His tail’s silky tassel 
Still playing 
In her nice gentle hold.
It is snowing magnolias.

They fall asleep.


His rests in the garden, 
She flies up to him 
Flap,
Flap, 
Flap 
And lands on his back. 
Her huge butterfly wings 
Are slowly sinking down, 
Hiding them both for a nap. 
His ginger lips, 
His honey kiss 
Mix with her taste of lime. 
They snooze in tropical cocoon 
Where everything is fine.

They fall asleep.


Sunrise. She stretches 
And arches her back on the mat, 
Gently purring, 
Her tail sweeping up and down 
His beautiful legs.
Up and down.
Their dreams now blurring. 
His fingertips 
Touching her pussy’s short whiskers, 
His teeth nibble at her ears 
As he whispers 
And gives her a little bite on the neck. 
She bends out and meows.
Ticklish dragonflies flutter away, 
In sweet exhaustion they lay. 
Again.

They fall asleep.


He turns around,
Her rustling vines 
Are tenderly twining around 
His sore back, 
Sprouting young bright green leaves 
All over his branches, his bark, 
Pinning him gently 
Into the softness of bed in the dark. 
The breeze of the leaves soothes his heart. 
Forest murmurs. 
On the grass, drowsing in and out.

They fall asleep.


She rolls to her side, 
He hugs her tight, 
His arm for her pillow, 
Her curly hairs all billow. 
She imagines how would it be 
To look into his eyes 
While conceiving a new star 
In the universe, 
To feel his baby moving 
Inside her growing uterus, 
To give birth to a child 
As beautiful as he. 
A child with the most loving father.
With his hand on her tummy. 
Floating in open space
Full of stardust
For light years.

They fall asleep.


His delicate head 
Is trustfully resting on her breast, 
Mouth right next to her nipple,
Being caressed.
She is holding him tight, 
Tracing his baby face, 
Playing with his hair, 
Carrying him safe through the night, 
Tucked in the clouds of care. 
She will always be there. 
He will always be there. 
So innocent.

They fall asleep.


They head in opposite directions,
Worshiping each other’s feet, 
Slightly pinching each toe,
One by one, 
One by one. 
They both relax,
Letting go of fear, 
Shiny miracles appear. 
They are praying each day 
It will stay this way. 
All troubles of the world 
Are gone, gone, gone. 
But time stands still.

They fall asleep.


They turn their backs to each other, 
Curled up in a plush ball, 
Palms under cheeks, 
Backs and soles touching. 
They are now so small, 
Rocking in lacy cradle they sway. 
Tomorrow there will be a new day
And they will play it 
Together away. 
All the way. 
Yawning.

They fall asleep.


They flow farther, 
Spread on the bed 
With only his finger 
Touching her finger, 
Energy charging through them
In full circuit. 
They linger, 
Feeling no borders, 
They are one. 
They are the same. 
Only green fire flies 
Shimmer around. 
Wind entangled 
In mosquito net. 
No sound. 
Stillness.

They fall asleep.


It’s too hot, 
They part. 
They are sleeping 
On opposite sides of the bed. 
He gives her a place in his heart, 
She gives him a place in her heart. 
So much love and care 
They share 
Without a touch. 
Orange candles glow floating 
Above them in blackberry air. 
With open hearts.

They fall asleep.


They sleep now alone 
In different time zones 
Next to the phone, 
Holding each other in their hearts, 
Happy to know a path to that space 
Where they cuddled in healing embrace, 
Only forever. 
Now they live one day at a time,
Him coiled up in her loving heart, 
Her coiled up in his loving heart. 
Connected, 
No need for a phone.

They fall asleep.


“I am here. 
With you. 
Just close your eyes. 
I am right here. 
You can’t lose me. 
I am inside. 
I am your love”. 
Physically feeling each other’s presence, 
Trying to learn their lessons 
After witnessing the amount of love 
They have released. 
Can I love myself as much as I loved you? 
Take care about myself 
As much as I cared for you? 
Be as gentle to myself 
As I was to you? 
Wondering.

They fall asleep.


Her heart is so full. 
There is no more room. 
Possessiveness dispels. 
She wishes for him 
To be loved and caressed, 
If not by her, 
Then by anyone else. 
Just for him to feel loved, 
Just for him to be hugged, 
For him to be taken care of. 
Loving is not betraying. 
Let’s keep playing. 
In uncertainty. 
In freedom.
In love.

They stay awake.

2016

Extracts from “30 Days of Love”