In Your Presence

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Crawling out of a dark cave into the blinding light of you,

the universe had been calling my name — sleeper.

I am to let some phoenix emerge as a new and transformed bird.

Generally, all over the living and the dead, I was told to let it die.

Ever felt or imagined until this moment when the snow fell

nakedness in the meditation of a bonding like no other,

To be good must falter when I find … when the vulnerability

is perfect or perfectly protected. All of my attempts

I am giving up myself to surrender into love. We cannot.

Inside the contradiction of “I need you, I don’t need you,”

I said, “I don’t know what that means.” Sitting,

a striking moment of clarity. “I know what I need to do now.”

Kneeling to you in leather and silver an epiphany,

the touching of others seems elusive and blocked.

Of untouchable things, I was alone in myself and

an understanding of my place in the world.

The thing that was taken from me so long ago,

of generational trauma and infinite delight, the

end of possibility. Here, stand at the precipice!

The perilous dropping of heart into the wrenching.

Your power rises in the dropping of fear.

Kneeling at you, not subservient but awestruck

I find God in the folds of womanhood.

I told you my amazement every time I part your legs

I fell to my knees in the presence of Athena

I was struck, whelmed, overthrown

Your breasts glimmered with some energy not of body

The sadness and the ecstasy mingled in our brains.

The blue lights twinkled in your eyes

You stood in chains and silk