I dreamt you were an alien
(it was a fever dream)
you looked just as you do
only your skin had a cast of electric blue
blue like your eyes but
preternatural,
otherworldy.
We walked
I understood
(you had said)
that you wanted to be inside me
--no--
that you wanted to LIVE inside my body
I wanted that too
but I wanted to know how.
Apprehensive
but excited
I asked:
how would it happen?
Would you dissolve
like sugar
into me?
Your atoms and molecules
fusing with mine
until we are one?
Or would you become a vapor
and slip inside me
through my naval
or nose?
Would I need to eat you?
Swallow you up?
And how would it feel?
Would it feel earthly
rooted,
primal and deep?
Or would it feel ethereal
ghostly,
like a memory
or a past life dream?
How does it happen, Will?
How has it come to be
that you’ve come to live inside of me?
I’m so hungry to know
but I am fed by the mystery.

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lovely! You are so lovely. This is so lovely.
You have such a generous spirit. I keep waiting for there to be a zipper in the back of your head that if pulled, a giant lizard alien head will pop out. Surprize! Say hello to your new Alien Overlord!
hmm....I think too much.
Rated & Cheers!
Rated
Tom! that was so great and I loved that line.
TY, greggers. working on the pilot episode of dharma & greg now.
I'm so hungry to know,
but I am fed the mystery.
wondered what it might take to get your attention...
..um.....
I love your stuff... and your poetry too :)
I've enjoyed this, thank you. ~ peece! dj
jim: right back atcha!
Thanks, Dharma!
The image posted makes me think of facing the sun on a cold morning... just stand still willing to soak it in.
nothing i write is drawn out of thin air. "i want to live inside your body" was said to me by a lovely blue-eyed man some months back.
I'm guessing re. how she got in you: prehension.
That nice general word covers alot, especially to an only sporadically poetic soul like me...
ratedjim
"prehension?" hmmm.
gonna have to check out your stuff, now....
Don't we feel, see, touch and don't they come to live inside of us and fed the mystery of knowing one another. Thanks for Sharing. Stop by my blog anytime. Totzaon
Seriously, mysteriously sensual.
rated for excellence
thanks for the praise, mister.
what a sweet little surprise that people are still checking out a week old post-- especially a poem!