Blood Love

We are often taught
To ignore the impulses
Of our own bodies.
To shut our ears to the
Whispers coursing through
Our veins and arteries,
Wine-dark with secrets.

But still, it persists.
Through our expectations,
Through society’s invasions,
Through self-immolation,
It always persists.

And like the Moon’s rotation,
Blood bubbling underneath
Her surface spills forth  
Each month in an
Endless cycle of renewal.

We must remember
To love that which brings us
So much life and pain,
Swirling behind our ribs
And giving us breath.

MSBQ

Elements

Each time you fall in love
Your heart aligns with some
Combined force of elements
To express its true nature.

Some couples are like earth,
Stable, and reliable as granite.
Their roots go deep into the
Mantle of the earth and beyond.

Some burst forth with fire,
As explosive as a backdraft
And over just as quickly.
They shine brilliant as the sun.

Others still flow like waters
As tumultuous as the ocean,
With bouts of quiet calm in
Between furious storm winds.

Our love, dear, is like the air:
Hardest to find and to break.
Loving you is as simple as taking
A deep breath on a clear morning.

When others ask us how we do it,
We shrug and breathe our love in.

MSBQ

Inertia

Catapulting away
From our planet’s
Feeble grasp on you,
The endless blanket
Of the universe as
We know it lies ahead.
It isn’t heavy with fear,
But instead it is
Weightless
As you have become
During your escape.
The swirling cosmos
Are your home now.

Passing through the
Unknown palettes of
Untouched nebulae,
You explore where
Few shall ever go.
Between the mazes
Of twisting asteroids,
Your path will be lit
By the glow of stars
Who died eons ago.
And even when you’ve
Passed beyond all the
Worlds and galaxies,
Even then I’ll love you.

MSBQ

Constellations

The air was thick
With desperation,
She had known it
From the start.

Now, bare arms
Folded on the sill,
She looked out at
The distant stars.

It was impossible
To count them all,
Millions of them
Aligned just for her.

A sense of regret
Washed over her
As she listened to
Her partner breathe.

She jotted a note
For the woman
Left alone in bed,
But, with a beat,
Tore the note up
And quietly left.

MSBQ

Kindling

Alder smoke passed between
We two, casting sickly haze.
Though you had only seen
Me, I could only be amazed.

A cloud of grey and down
Circling slowly, meandering
Like the King’s final mound-
My love, alas, a fickle thing.

With eyes like burning embers
You wore a hemlock wreath;
But in this dream, remember:
If I be sword, you are sheath.

MSBQ