Vulnerable

thinking of us
all the long way
from then to there
and here we are

thinking of us
lying in bed, spread
imagining you there
and here, I am

listening for You—
  for the rallying  cry, 
  for seeking and finding
  for frenzy and  wisdom
  for love struck
  for chiming in 
  for harmony, even from two crowns

striving for me—

  When every thing feels like failing and falling
  When hope is fleeting and my lover fickle
  When fact and fiction are equally strong
  When  force and fury beg forgiveness
  When fucking is fantastic and
   things are fanfuckingtastic


pressing, pulling, coming
  to the aching conclusion
  the swelling sense of  sweet
    lovejoyfancyneedlosshopedesire