#cleaning out my drafts
Something something the fact that Lucius beats Izzy in episode 5 with the line ‘we don’t own each other’ when Izzy cannot let go of his perceived ownership of Blackbeard and the way that that perceived ownership is ruining Ed, Izzy and Stede all in one go, something something this show is brilliant.
️We race as one*️
*terms and conditions apply
I fell asleep and into your arms
Lying there luxuriating in bed
In each other; raptly willing to watch those eyes
–More than anything any app could stream–
Surface rippling rivetingly
Intimating all that teems beneath
Yet somehow riveted on me
Heart-racing soul-stirring
Embracing as the flame burns hotter
Stroking innocently until the intent
Gains in momentum, in urgency
Only we’re not alone, witnesses surround
So we furtively glance around tickling
Ears with our murmurings
Plotting to sneak away…our stares
And sighs asking, why wait?
They matter too but not as much
As we do, as our untamable
Urges do, at this moment
If this be no more than a one-time
Wonderful dream detour
Another almost–but a bittersweet
Tantalizing taste
Would it be better preserved
That way or a crying shame waste?
Will I ever even have a say
When awake?
I dreamt you
No you’re real
Still I don’t know you well
Most especially not the way you came
To me in my dream state
How to put into words something
So no-holds-barred passionate
Frenzy escalating at a just-right rate?
Pulsating with need, freed from
Everyday brain-numbing constraints
Delirious yet decidedly lucid
Abrading yet making every ache better
Via ecstatic escapades; exhaltations
In every exhalation escaping trembling
Lips loosened easily–volume rising
With each vibration from you to me
Enough to quake me awake wondering
Why you and why in this unexpected way
Is my subconscious playing dirty
Tricks on me? If I go to bed
And you meet me there
Another go-round would be
Icing on the cake
Bridging the gap
At Making-a Pass
Between a rock and a hard place
“Accidentally” landing
In this lap…not another tourist
Trap…want me to scratch
Your back or whichever
Itch within reach?
Is there an app for that?
Apparently. Still your eye wanders to me
Well if you’d look closely
Surely see baggage needing
To be unpacked and sorted
Folded flat, nice and compact
So strap on in; disregard the crammed
Luggage rack–heaven forbid anything
Distract from your single-
Minded track
