there's no1likeme

you can't beat
straight smile and sharp eyes

my fans don't call me the leader
they call me their captain

cause there's no1likeme

☾

Our joy sneaks up on us like some gorgeous, wild, and untamed creature,
waiting in the shadows until we remember to invite it in.

-Rhia Clay

I like to cook,
To cut and to chop,
Follow a recipe?
I think the **** not.

I guess and I taste
As I go along,
Each meal is different,
Every seasoning strong.

A pan so hot
With its sizzling sound,
Don’t come in my kitchen-
My chaos all around.

The water is boiling,
Steam clouds the air,
There’s flour on my face,
Chili powder in my hair.

Everyone knew
It was my turn to cook dinner,
Music blasting loud-
Master chef sinner.

I sing off-key
While I stir the ***,
But it smells delicious,
And that’s what I’ve got.

When it’s all done,
I plate it so nicely,
A centering ritual
That sometimes feels wifely.

I burn
and I burn
and burn.
Everyone loves it
when I burn for them.
They enjoy the warmth I give.
I burn and I burn,
yet no one burns for me.

Why keep burning then?
The answer is simple:
I don’t know how else to love.
I burn and I burn
until I can’t
anymore.

Maybe I was..
Maybe I am..

A little
Too jealous

A little
Too obsessed

A little  
Too overzealous

A little
Too passionate

A little
Too much

For someone like you to love

I must shut you off for now.
It’s summer time
and the river is calling loud!
The canopy and undergrowth
are a diversity of unending floral.
Not many people roam these woods
just me and the squirrels!
I waste no time pulling weeds,
my garden has grown massively!
Life so alive day and night
Been bit and stung
by every bug in flight,
still it feels so right
cool river water
hot summer day
may the water flow your way!

Get out there before it snows..

Morning light breathes
life into every flower

reflecting odd geometries
that follow me hour to hour.

Between each step scattered
on the coniferous ground

are my dreams forgotten
inside a still, dark pond.

Searching noon for new eyes
is the easiest task, I feel

when one forgets
what isn’t real.

And as I kneel at dusk
with pockets full of daylight,

uncertainty shields me
from the river trailing behind,

a devouring gush of blue moves
inside the chest of twilight

and all that I held dissolves
into a thousand new eyes;

and all that I fear becomes
what brings the night alive.

I am a fool to think
I ever walked alone,

for you are everywhere—
and you are here too.

Only a certain eye lets me sleep;
one remains open to slowly

recall where to begin; opal
veins that become like a wild sea

course with a stream of stars
from these wounds widening.

Something more real than I lives
in the abyss that pulls on all things:

and yet my soul glows brighter
when it is darker still.

He was my breezylicious beast
My cosmic heart-stopping bae
My gangbuster-banging flame
My shimmering dream king
My premium-grade hunk
My desirable heaven to savor
So fresh, smooth, and treasured

Every inch of him was a crash-hot shot
Of juicy man-fuel that streamed
Through my veins
Hypnotic lava all over my body
Sheer allure soaked into my soul

I was drunk on his intoxicating love
His contagious, sensational man-flavor
Trapped in his thirst-trap, earth-shattering manstorm
Blitzed, gripped, and whipped
Completely eclipsed to the max

Being with him had me hooked
On his irresistible, untouchable existence
He was always on my mind
My full glass of first-class pulchritude
My treasure trove of manly dopeness
He left me breathless with his
Impressive prepossessingness

Had me marinating in his captivating magnetism
Forever and a day, for as long as
The majestic oceans flow
The supreme trees and leaves
Flex and dance with the upbeat wind
And the boundless mountains
Sing to the shining sky