Laminar Flow

 Today I can feel his energy around me

As if he is present this very minute 

Inside this room

I can feel him

I can feel his fingers playing a wet melody on my tender and raw heartstrings 

I don't mind

I offer them to him, willingly 

My spine is now a river 

It is his will over mine 

My flesh is a cloud

I cannot contain what I am

I am Woman and Mud

I am Flesh and God

In his wet melody, I bleed

His fingers are striking my strings 

I weep 

I crash on him like a wave of sorrow looking for the sun 

I become a force of life

I find it in his eyes 

He holds me until I stop shaking 

He swallows my river

He waits 

He waits, patiently for me to catch up 

For me to emerge from the seeds of my pain 

He's gone now 

I weep and weep, alone 

I will never love again