Supposed

I'm supposed to be
innocent
bearing
or
I'm supposed to be keeping my clothes on
and staying to myself
and not collecting
dollars in my panties.
I'm supposed to be who I'm not
I'm supposed to care about that
I'm supposed to think that I am wrong
I am supposed to think that

Bordom

I don't even think I spelled it right.
What were you thinking about on the flight?
That you would hold me
Capture me

Find the thing you have been longing for
within me

Is that why you are inside me?

I mean,
it's beautiful and
scary
but
is it

just because.

because if its just because
its just because
but where
why

this wasn't how it was
but I guess its just because.

Probably

Distance was what held us,
whether we knew it or not
the tie was only a portion of what we could feel
or regcognize
the thought aroused me
face
breath
deeper than any imagination could fathom
we were one intertwined in a million
we were three joking
mocking
the
universe
because
we knew
we
werent
us
but we were you and you were they and they were us
but
we were one or collective
or
just
sustaining
the entire planet, I mean without you
everything would be different
without you that tree might not be growing
giving of breath
of life
and that breath
would not be recycles into
life
your body would not bear the
unborn
child
or
seed
or spawn
or body that envelopes a massive energy that is
connected with
life
that
is life.