SPOKEN AS ONE

SPOKEN AS ONE

only one sign
of the zodiac
got eyes

look right through you
see your inner dreamworld
your structure
       in all its proton, neutrons
and wave collapsing
subatomic particles

you ask a question
and you know you will
have to
wait aeons for them
to consult with the cosmos
then
   get back to you

but
    worst would be
if they ask
   themselves a question

never ever
             ever let

them ask themselves
a question

for suddenly you hear
smell the ocean
see
   those eyes
go tsunami

     and then in an
instant

disappeared, shapeshifted
or something

    fins and gills hitting
the deep current on their way
   far away

WATER SIGN

WATER SIGN

sometimes
I hate
sensitivity

you
make me
hate
sensitivity

lying aghast
across your
tear-stained
bed
waiting for
that special
someone

special
anyone

and me
so close yet
out
   of the picture

that body so lovely
eyes that blaze

waiting
    waiting

for who? for
what
     I wonder

out of the picture
with this
      poem, this poetry,
must have something
                          to do
  

YOU ME

YOU ME

you water sign
me water sign

would I could
just dissolve right
into you

first, of course,
panper you, enter you

let you
     suit me, fit me,
to a T

all night working religiously
to synchronize, synchromesh
get gears
     of love smooth
sailimg

         faultless to the touch
zero non-tolerance
spot
   and stain-free