THE WEAVE:
Lilith stirs in a dream where a coyote prowls her truck, in the desert, in the night. She gets up to howl at it, but she's paralyzed again, unable to breathe. It's been a couple of years since this has happened. She wakes up, gasping about something Lucifer said, but not to her, last week...
"-The thing is, I do know how to touch people, that's the whole problem. I can open you with a palm. I can feel a body ripple through my elbow. Give me 60 minutes, and I can put you to sleep. I can let you feel safe enough to cry in my arms, on or off the table. I know how to touch people. I am good at touching people. I am better equipped in a tone filled space, intentionally touching a person, than I am with words, and I'm pretty good with those. I am a person who children trust, and dogs won't bark at. You will fall in love with me, If I touch you. I usually don't let it get that far. Men will write me letters if they kiss me once, and even if they don't. I have held them with my gaze alone, and the buzz between our palms. But it's not me they are in love with. It is Love itself. It is acceptance. It is a hunger, for all the heart I seek. It’s a release I am still learning how to allow myself."
Planetary Signatures 