Sofia, Returning

My arc divine,
I confess
A restlessness tonight,
Your threadbare touch,
Glass, Sofia shaped,
Electric red and yet
Translucent
In the promised light,

Your fibres quiver,
Hope shards brave,
A splinterghost of
Thorns and gossamer,
Lint and instinct tinted,
Like a winter storm
Heard through
Someone else’s lips,

With every step
You shed yr heartdust,
Esra Aura Sofia,
Three lives calling
Me from rusted slumber,
Proudly, shall we relent
To prayer’s allure
And rise to sing.

Ghostly, Esra

Blinking
In the red electric darkness,
My twitching veins
Sense scattered silhouette trails
Of your motion’s remains,

The shy turn of yr blurred curved hip,
Twinkling hungry ankles,
And elemena eyes,
That hold-me-tonight-
Just-hold-me smile,
And the familiar heatsurge
Of your forbidden promise.

Flickering Esra ghosts
Caress my flinted retinas,
Tiny film reels replaying
Our entwined kinetic softness
In silverslow motion,
As yr eager scent returns
With beckoning fingers,
Swooning me under
In your Aura, Sofia.

I blink again, you’re gone,
I’m breathless,
Arms still proud and womanfull,
Yet they can only know
Symphonies of emptiness
Without you.

49Days

Forty nine days
And how many ways
Can we be apart,
The elliptic arc of
Your grace draped back
Is reflected in the slow curve
Of the watching silvermoon
That hangs above us both
This night,
The same fatherly eye
Keeps protective vigil
Over each of us in separation,
Throughout these
Forty nine days,
A dusky glaze will
Fall amongst my bones,
Every splintered lonely whisper
I will gather up to
Lofty eloric howls,
Softly heartstitched
Around the edges,
Yet loud enough to reach you
Across silent ghostly oceans
And unforgiving lands,
Esra Aura Sofia
It’s only us and
Forty nine days,
With each arranged
Jewel-like and twinkling
Around my patient harbours,
The forgotten parts of me
You regaled and raised up
From wounded slumped blacksleep,
The same reflected parts in you
I danced back to life
That first eriptic night,
Our dormant suns collided
And set light unholy sails,
Yr saviour hips
Held prayers aglow,
I could do no other
Than flow down to worship,
Caspian Eratis
Hypnotised by his
Living Esra flame,
And once again
We’ll come to sing
Our fractured sorrowsongs away
In forty nine days...

Oceans of Esra, I Caspian Sail

Esra my glittering comrade
Who knows not her own
Untempered wildness,
Unquenchable affection,
And eagerness to
Make to my brittle soul skip
Across a barely frozen
Shimmering black lake,
I Caspian,
Terrified of falling in,
Yet thrilled to breathlessness
At the pureness of such pursuits.

Will you recall the first moment
We touched, that night,
Fingers arms bodies senses souls,
That connection of
Your warm woozy atoms upon mine
Sent out a thousand reverberations,
And each of those
Triggered a thousand more,
Until we arrived
In a mutual mythical resonance,
Entwined twin sailors on lost oceans,
Together finding our way home,
And dissolving ever inwards
As the electric flicker of night
Is seduced into new morning.

Esra Aura Sofia

Don’t you remember,
We were dancing
Before we even met,
Unknown bodies
Tracing ancient rhythms,
The unspoken attractions of
Patterns only we can make,

A language learnt
In seven shades,
The subliminal call of
Your electrapink softness
That cannot be explained
By sight, sound,
scent, taste,
touch alone.

And now we meet
For the first time, again,
Knowing without speaking,
Reaching without seeking,
Those inevitable collisions
We cannot resist,

And you could never kiss
With any other lips,
Our cores so highly magnetized
We can’t drift more than
The warmth of our hips apart,

This addiction beyond
Sensory logic,
Just know,
Just trust,
Our steps grace and hypnotize,
Swirling in dissolving dust,
Collecting up myths
And becoming them,

Fictions already written
In heady
Iridescent fury,
As the air forced
Out between us
Makes space for
Deeper instinct.

And even when
This fearless light
Is lost,
When known senses
Flicker, fail and
Disintegrate,
I know
You’ll still be
In my arms,
And dancing.

Caspian and Esra

And when we danced,
A taste of decadence,
My Caspian
To your Esra,
Lips of promise red,
And locks tumbling
With the exuberance
Of winter brooks
Newly thawed,

A taste of release
From unextraordinary identities
Into new realms
Of physical language,
Receptors humming
Light up the night,
Our electric silhouette
Sings celebration
Without shame,

A taste of abandon,
Your yearning Esra doll
All fragrant of flesh
And sinuous of rhythm,
Those mesmerising eyes
Call my Caspian
through the darkness,
Gasping at my soul.
And, who am I to deny?

lost dance

First touch
Soft heat,
Hands placed fill
With ample tender liquid you,
Sinuous contours
Rise and lull,
Close kinetic detail unveils
The swooning texture in
Yr honest neck,
Your breath reigns urgent,
As I dissolve into yr landscapes,
Hot auras intermingle
In electric celebration
Of the willingness in me
And the singing pulse of physical you,
Fusing our receptors
As my mind half escapes,
Hallucinating through
The thoughtrush
Of beat heartsweet hit,
Our heat step cavalcade,
Covers up the fading ache,
Our sync rhythms trace emotions,
Finding new delays,
With each measure
Bones and flesh bind closer,
Until no more, no me, no you,
No more edges, no distinctions,
No confessions left to lose.

red electric girl

I see you shyly lingering,
Waiting for the moment,
Softly arched on tiptoe
And scanning wide-eyed,
Yr petite frame poised
Like a red cable waiting for
Its electric throat fix,
Those secrets it belies,
The flowing promise in young eyes,
I’m drawn,
My feet halfways to you,
My body half prays, half sways for you,
An outstretched hand, a look, I know the look
And here’s the click switch,
Here’s the fix,
Your front foot hits the floor back
Like it’s home in
Instant clink
and less than 2-3 later
We’re softlocked and in fused flow,
Go red electric, girl, go,
My eyes flicker fastFAST
Across your serpentine grace
5-6 damp dress sticks to
Sacred underlined terrains,
On the surface 2-3
Yr just 5-6 steps from
The furthest edge of me,
And I’m 2-3 from falling in
And there I’m gone, girl,
Yr red electric girl,
Step step tap hip dip dive bow whoop IN
Keep it locked, slipped, beat clicked,
Turn, lower, linger, eyes quick,
You’re all over this our rhythm
Like a summer of sin,
I’m making the rainshine
You’re breaking me in,
Hair whipped across yr face
Blink chase,
Coy lips, and then a glimpse
And then another
I don’t realise the beauty of
Yr smile at this velocity,
But then it’s gone 2-3,
You know they’re looking 2-3,
Step tap 5-6,
Yr waist alive girl,
Writhe girl,
Mine just follows red girl,
Forever yr my red girl,
Dance hip dive beat step 5-6 step 2-3
Fused hands head hips heart heatseek GIRL
Red dress pressed
Minds left electric girl
Yr neck all a glistened with a holy sweat hot girl
Beat stop girl, we can’t stop girl,
Not with those eyes girl,
Not with those red electric
Myth kinetic hips,
Girl...