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The End of Pleasure is Pain…
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STAINED SENSES

White Sheets
Purple-blue night skies
A goblet of red,
Honoring the memory of you.

Under a mural of broken shadows I lay,
Listening to Oceano’s songs
Paco’s 6 guitar strings,
the 5th track:

For – …
:
.

Slender fingers carve your name in Space
Scratching more details to the surface,
Slowly
Your body’s shape emerges,
Your lightness is embedded on my mattress,
And now,
there is no rest for me in this place!

So I help myself to the thought of Another…
Is it wrong its not you I think of when I listen to our song?

Your warmth remains strapped to my bed.
That, I guard jealously.

It’s all I have left –
a single golden thread,

and that mysterious scent of yours.

STAINED SENSES

Ode to Writing

Hello Old Love.
   It’s been a while since our last meeting.

I remember
Your Words gliding off my fingers
   as I leisurely moved them through the Air,
infused with your unmistakable prEsence.

   Sweat
Dust
   Sundown

Our first encounters
some lazy afternoons in my youth.

You captivated me
With your Beauty
     Boldness
Unpredictability
     and Candor…
My Desire for you has not waned.

Perhaps
   Now
The Wanting comes from Deeper Within
   a fixation to be encapsulated by your breath…
Spoken Word.

But for my eyes to behold every part of you has always been my weakness.
To feel my hands skim your body is my preferred obsession,
   a compulsion to be embraced by your Warmth.

And so…
   Here We Are Again,
Together in the Red Room
   Dancing to each other’s breath.

Hello Old Love,
It’s beautiful To Be With You again.

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Birthday Suit

Like a seed
Softening its outer shell
I’m getting ready to penetrate the ground.

Lead me back to my Roots
Reveal secrets only this Body knows,
this Blood.

Its getting warm in Here
I want to take it all off,
all the Layers of Me
Masks
Capes
Hats
Armor
Be left with the Lightness of my Being.

Would you hold Me?
Should I shudder with the icy stares of All The Different Parts of Me?
Wrap your Warmth around my Body, please
before a chilly air freezes my naked Heart.

Let me just stretch out for a Moment,
Try this Light on for size, see how It fits.

Thank You for Holding Space…

…for a New Dance to Come Alive.

RAICILLA

I can feel your fermented roots washing down my throat.
   So potent –
yet you don’t burn inside.
Lining my lips with a drop of your Spirit,
a hazy memory of you returns…

You move
   in dark, slow motion
like a cat with white paws and black fur on it’s back.

You danced so gracefully, Love.
And it ripped my Heart to pieces!

Who knew
you would give so much of yourSelf to The Process,
Each Time
Extracting the Very Essence of You to the stage.

You’re Performing again tonight.

So am I.
Giving mySelf to these pages,
   Birthing Red Ramblings
Every evening between breaths.
Curling up and contracting what The Senses perceive
  The Body then stretches
Expresses,
Distilling my Experience into a Blissful Exchange
   Between You & I.

So I propose…
   a toast!

May there be many more moments
   of this Ever-Evolving Eros.

¡Salúd!

RAICILLA
– ara, 2014

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Midnight in Paris

Finally saw the movie after buying the DVD forever ago.

So funny. So true. So Woody Allen…
The can-can scene made me cry.

The book that Gil Bender (Owen Wilson) wrote may or may not have been a hit, but his book’s character should be able to get this one…

 

One day,

when the rain pours down in Paris

I shall find solace

in a dusty, old nostalgia shop.

I will find you,

again

As I did in the desert

many Lifetimes ago.

Don’t worry…

You’ll know its Me,

as You did

when I first Touched You.

Blessed Union of Souls

You’ll know…

I promise.

My Loving is unmistakable.

You’ll know.

 

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Naked

Naked

Like the day I was born

yet it is I that cradles you.

Naked

As we lay intertwined

in a long lovers embrace

Oh…

Like a baby, I’m naked.

 

Naked

Standing under hot, flowing water

Little kisses dripping on my skin,

cleansing my body from deep within.

Mmm…

Sweet, sweet steam.

 

Naked

Lying in the dark,

curled up like a seed

Sinking deeper into the Earth in search of you.

 

Come out, come out, wherever you are!

Because you’re Here with me,

but not really…

only the thought of you remains

as I stand Here

looking at myself

Naked.

 

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