Apparently i cannot read because i had to get close enough to take the pic.

Nevertheless it inspired me. Trespassing to me is about respect, understanding the boundaries of others and myself. Sometimes trespassing my own boundaries is necessary. Sometimes others trust me to trespass their boundaries for the same reason or I trust others to trespass mine. It is all about the deep and utter knowing of safety, even in the most bare and vulnerable moments.

These moments are not necessarily physical, though I would call them intimate. They can be fractions of a second or lengthy processes. They only require the simple ideas of trust and honesty, but can assist in the complex peeling of many layers.

They are the "aha!" moments between strangers, friends and lovers.

trespassing
my heart hard, unrelenting
i trespassed
took what i needed
dug deep into your core
and tore from you without hesitation
the essence i craved

i violated you
laid waste to your boundaries
overwhelmed you with my need

i did what you asked of me
even managed to quell the hunger that grew
from consuming you

and then i asked you the same trespass in return

when it was done
we shared tea
and created our lives anew