by Anderson J. Gonzalez

Soul Fluid

I wake up to you, my everymorning brew, the image of your heated arms. I tumble into sleep for you, my eternalnight pacifier. I thirst for you, my essential soul fluid. I eat only enough to glide back into your safekeeping so I have room to devour your love each and every precious moment I am granted, for your presence[…]

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painting by Randall Paul O'Rourke

the elixir

Winding nights of life infuse our burgeoning blood with confounded needs and unfounded insecurities. A neat titration yesterday, dripping sapphire desire into fidele base. Tonight magenta clouds bubble through my cylinder, begging for mutation, for your beaker of molten jazz to saturate, adulterate, reiterate our implicit bondage.   June 2003   Painting by Randall Paul O’Rourke  

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