Goodbyes Going

Connection again
I am charged
Rejuvenated
with the elixir of possibility
Of tasting
Holding
Knowing you in ways
I thought had vanished
As days slipped into weeks
Ran quicker still to months
Which flew on to become years.

Connection again
I no longer wait on my heart's
proverbial line for a human voice
to answer my multitude of questions
of questions
about the already far too many questions
I've asked as I pondered you
In the lines of another story
As I scripted yet another verse
in preparation of this moment here with you now.

Now
I stare again profoundly into you
Watch you tumbling over reality and wants
On to resolution that
This
Is us
and that all we have is now
along with the burden of goodbye
Again
and those promises uttered
just to keep the heart going
Pulse going
Dream
Going
Goodbyes
Going...
©2014clarencecbess

Watchstop

60
Seconds to pray the DJ won't stop
This groove
Washing over me
Causing me to feel
50
Feet high
Despite my lack of mule and
40
Acres to grow
Plant
Entrench
My seed
The longevity of me
Upon this swirl amongst swirls.

Now beyond
30
I look at decisions
Reverse how I got here
Ask
Seriously?
Was it that easy to change course?
Of course,
Hindsight
20/20
I find my balance lies in understanding
I can and shall
Just as this rhythm flows
With ease and purpose
To move all whom hear to that end
Some
10
Steps in the making
Beyond
9
Moments of regret,
8
Minutes of pleasure
And the
7
Sins they encompassed
As
6
Wishes turned memories
Found me
5
Fingers away
From that ultimate touch
As I reached
4
Heaven,
That divine
3
Father
Son
Holiness
2
Make myself complete
In that
1
Selection...
©2014clarencecbess

Beat

I love this place
These moments
Lost in the j's interpretation
Of what it is these masses
Us
The swarm want to feel.

This is elemental
Mental
Subliminal
This pounding as every bump
Works it's way deeper against my cavity;
This is a truth
This place
And the souls gathered to release
Relate
With every ounce of everything which flows
To
From
And beyond them
In this cosmic
Cataclysmic movement that is
The turntable
Beneath our creator's hands...
©2014clarencecbess

Ah, Yes

With that, satisfaction came
Lifted me to a place only God could conquer.
I thought him,
rolled him over my pallet
swallowed and,
'Yes'
Finality
Oneness
Taking-IN-ness
To a point of fulfillment
and a licking of lips-ness
like LL Cool J sexiness satisfaction
Dreams
Wants.
With those,
Syllables
I punctuated myself to an end
To my structure
That
Now
This was possible
And I was officially a part
Of that exclusive club known as...
Palpitations
Dumbfoundness
Anticipation
and a wanting to never part
From those eyes
And the depths of the soul
Which lay beyond them;
With that,
I tumble again and again...

©2014clarencecbess

The Hunt

Right now
In this early hour
In the moisture of this morning's growing dew
I want to hunt.
I want to close my eyes and listen for you
Hear those creatures of the night
As they seek me too;
I want my heart to race
With fear and excitement
My prize
A capture or two
Maybe you
I want euphoria sustained
For my flesh to tingle
Mingle with the brush
As deliberate footfalls
And hushed conversations
Between the creatures of the night
Make for bedtime stories
Tomorrow with drinks and friends;
My prize
A capture or two
Maybe you
Right now in this early hour
In the slow of the sun's rise
Just beyond the point of
Too late to care
I want to hunt.
I want to open my soul to the trees
And creatures watching amongst them
As I reconnect
To my self
That part of me I cannot explain
Don't want to explain
Just enjoy
Primal
Needing
Wanting
Having to conquer
Despite my belly full
A prize
Maybe two...
Maybe you.

©2014clarencecbess