Creator, Performer, Teacher

Floating Words

Poetry from the core of me.

Fall to the Dragon

Below my lungs I feel you stir

Like a dragon waking

After centuries of slumber

Sitting on its mound of riches

The treasure of my guts

That I once used to stand up

To walk out of the door

While my heart screamed in protest

It beat a rhythm on my sternum

To show its anger there

Now it’s woken everything

It felt for you before

Radicalizing all my organs

Far away from the brain

That knows what it would mean

To take you back again

That thinking mass of gray

Is disconnected from the rest

Ignorant of the growing plot

Led by my rebel heart

A revolution in my chest

So heart would plunge us willingly

Into the dragon’s gaping maw

To be swallowed gratefully

By the vacuum of your touch

Losing all of me in process

It would be so easy

Such a tempting thing to do

Surrender my whole kingdom

To the anarchy of loving you

KJ BellComment