Evolutionary Erotica

THEN AGAIN, MAYBE NOT

I want to know how my Writing makes you feel
Understand
The way Words Strung Together move across pages
   through your eyes
and deep into your gut
   Let your loins speak, Boy!
Rest assured, I will listen.

I am intrigued by your reception…
 Could there really be resonance in this happenstance of a connection?
So I draw myself close…
Enough to expose the darkest recesses of this Soul,
baring parts of me that have never stood in the spotlight.
This Show is exclusively for you, Honey.

I had forgotten what Being Seen feels like.
Your Witnessing breaks me open,
Your Attention has made me blossom,
and the Heart beneath my bosom – flutters.

Do you like what you see?
It sure seemed like it…
So now that you know where I’m coming from,
   why the sudden change with your signals and station?
I see no sign of you in the horizon.

I KNEW IT!
From the very beginning.
Mismatched frequencies that just so happened to collide
For a moment in Time, not even in Space.

I am grateful all the same.
You’ve changed the way my Songs are conceived;
how I’d like to be perceived, received.
   It’s still you I long for…
but not for much longer, I believe.

I miss your Presence.
I feel the distance.
And its now official…

This isn’t going anywhere but down.

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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.

#dp

From the Depths of Me

chamela blues

I’m ready to reveal myself to you
what I Want,
what I Need,
I’ll show you my Longing for Something Deeper,
still.

I’m ready to tell you what my Dreams look like,
so much so,
you’ll know
how it feels to be Inside of me.
I will Fill You In.

You’ll know the color of my wanting,
the burning of my Desire.
See the smoke rising from the consummation of my love,
an Offering on this altar of ours.

Pray with me,
and sing
to the tune of our Hearts Beating as One,
Bodies Breathing as One.

Walk in to my Fantasies,
make them come alive.
From the depths of our Prayers
we will reach the high Heavens…
One Breath,
at a time.

#wpc

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

#dp

The Medicine Tree

If Humans are the bottom-dwellers in a Sea of Air,
and our planet is just another particle in an Ocean of Space…
then boy, do we have a heck of a lot more evolving to do!

Let us be more like Trees!

So unmistakably connected to the Earth and Sky,
they ground Light into the material plane
and as a WASTE PRODUCT produce Life-Giving Air
~ Prana ~
What a wonderful Energy-exchange!

(I wouldn’t mind Working It day-in/day-out if what I produced was that inspiring! Although what I currently get paid to write during the day satisfies one’s needs, it doesn’t seem to fulfill this One’s Desires…)

One must take the time to Truly Inhabit The 3-Dimensional Spacesuit though.

When you don’t…
The Body languishes,
Heart connections are cold
The Mind is loose,
and Energy leaks out of you like a bleeding mother fucker.

How though?
How does one Incarnate?

Sorry.
Can’t answer that for you, buddy!
It is a deeply personal quest and noBody else can know but You.

But for this Body,
Alone-Time is VITAL.
(Preferably before the Sun and the Little Ray of Light rises. <3)

Turn on from Within.
Tune in to the Silence.
Drop in to the Void.
This
is
Yoga.
~ Union ~

And this is what I write about in the evenings…
Red Ramblings.

Like a Tree,
I Take In
all that is,
was
and could be
of Every Moment, of every day
and with these words
I ripple out my Best Desires for All into Sacred Space.

Some nights are steamier than others…
smoke dances,
the mist rises
and falls,
like my bare chest
as I try to make Beauty of it All,
even in Pain.

There is no greater Fulfillment than Birthing into Being the Divine Inside.

What Medicine do you exhale?

*originally posted on the UrbanShamanMom blog.

**#dp.

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.

 

#dp

a long overdue announcement

I’m not exactly sure why…but I had not shared in This Space (WordPress) that an anthology of poems featuring some of my work is now available in print (in e-book format too).

 

I know…this is big, right? So why had I not flooded all my Noospheric (anything that is on the internet) profiles with this little bit of news?

 

Again, I’m not sure…perhaps because of some evil + belittling voice inside my head saying its no big deal, so why bother? Or because there was another voice saying you’ve already posted it on Facebook and gotten a bunch of likes, so why bother? Or maybe because I felt like I had to be a more experienced WordPress blogger + had to grow my “following” first before saying anything (this blog is only 7 months old). O brother…talk about false humility! :S

 

The funny thing is that

Here,

in this Space,

through this blog,

is where I feel I can actually Be Me,

Pour my Heart out,

Bare my Soul,

(see About page)

 And yet…

and yet…

I had not shared the most unbelievable + beautiful + synchronistic thing that has happened to me ever since I actually start this blog! (I chanced upon the call for poetry submissions browsing through another blog.)

 

But…thanks to this prompt…I am growing some balls (excuse the language…but I Am just Being Me, Here), opening my Heart + baring a little bit more of my Soul…through this post.

 

And so…without further ado…I give you…

 

Poems from Conflicted Hearts. An Anthology.

PFCH

PFCH front cover

poems from conflicted hearts - open

 

r-EVOL-ution

You’ve changed…
You smell sweeter now.
Oddly enough,
Aged
You’re more playful;
Fleeting.

How you’ve grown…
Wiser.
Stronger.
More beautiful than I could have ever imagined.

And yet,
so much remains the same.
Love,
Respect;
The Uncertainty of What Shall Happen Next.

Shhhh…
Be with Me in This Moment,
Its all we get this Time!

Don’t let the fear of tomorrow take away the glory of today!

This is All There Is,
so take what I have to give.
I don’t care what you’ll do tomorrow,
I just need to love who you are today.

This is my offering.

Love that flows and is received is Medicine.
Pent up inside; trapped –
It is poison.

Don’t leave me here tomorrow to die a slow death.

 

#dp