Spirit Talk

(Visual art by @bktheartist)

Spirit Talk

Here we are…

immersed in a blend

of each other’s scents

and hot fluids,

mixed with kisses

and dreams we dreamt

and pursued with

so much zeal…

Riding these waves

of emotions we feel

until they crested and crashed

in releases, and squeezes,

shudders of chilled sweats,

and stuttering breaths of elation.

Serene in this blending we lay in.

These body warm blankets

of hugs and touches and rubs

these souls’ conversation

called…LOVE

-HymnAgen

Gasping For Heir

Gasping For Heir

I wish my father
had lived to see
the man I have
grown to be.
That I might have
allayed any doubts
on how I'd turn out
before he accepted
the grave.
For if his spirit
can see this plane
he'd bear no shame
from me
save my one
disappointment:
That I didn't
water my seed
with the teachings
imparted to me
through his example.
And though we
have since
made amends
and he has
forgiven my sin,
we shall never be
as life intended.
For this I accept
my life sentence
of never being
called "Pops"
by the fruit
having roots
in mine's tree,
the way mine was
accustomed to
from me...
-HymnAgen

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