You smelled like
The sunset
Bathed in
A garden of figs.
A timelessness
And home
A feeling
Among all things.
What a sun
For whom
I fly on
Servant wings!
What sky?
What ocean?
In your eyes
They are siblings
You smelled like
The sunset
Bathed in
A garden of figs.
A timelessness
And home
A feeling
Among all things.
What a sun
For whom
I fly on
Servant wings!
What sky?
What ocean?
In your eyes
They are siblings
You held my hand
Beneath such light
An orange blossom
Streetlight night.
My body small
Snow encumbered
The people tired
Somehow sombered
I felt a joy
So quiet and true
As hand and eye
Held warm hue
It was all so strange
And beautiful
My first memory
Of the world.
You smelled like
The sunset
Bathed in
A garden of figs.
A timelessness
And home
A feeling
Among all things.
What a sun
For whom
I fly on
Servant wings!
What sky?
What ocean?
In your eyes
They are siblings.
I met someone once
They saw so far
Into my eyes
That it was kindness
Foregoing our friendship!
To this day
I wonder who
They met!
Listen!
Did
I
Even
Meet
Them?
Listen!
The cousins,
Space and Time,
Are dancing
Upstairs!
Where are
You going?
There is no
Stairway
To Heaven!
Sit with me
Watch the paints
Of lifes temple
Undress beneath
The ecstacy!
How did it happen…
In the sun?
My hand still burning
From the smoke.
My body a desert,
Your words the wind,
I feel the travelers
Divinity sends,
Forgetting their past
Upon my skin.
When did the childish
Chatter chill me still?!
And just like that
Disappear.
Yesterday
My Beloved’s angels
Kidnapped me !
…into the sun
And brought me before
Our eternal birthplace.
As you filled my pages
With light
I grew blind and cried,
Is this why you chose
To tuck me away
Beneath your salty waters
And ancient flour?
Today I stumbled
Into my sisters garden…
I saw the Earth surrender
Beneath motherly fingers,
And I felt the rain
Dance to her hum.
Did you send
That Mocking Jay
To hound me
When a miracle’s
Veil of decency
Was lifted by the wind,
When just the day before
I was
So overwhelmed?
Tomorrow…
My Beloved
Has promised to me
The meaning of love,
I will be waiting for you!
I have learned to
Dress in my ignorance,
Holding, in one hand
Vulnerability,
The other
An unexpected friend.
It can be said of the wind,
That mad it may one send…
Lover to neither stranger nor friend…
Fooling time in her pretend.
And as the wind may go
And I … move along
I’ll wander wondering how
Indifference holds a tongue.
Were I a kiss upon your brow
Wherever you may be,
For a moment on such skin
God has spun so delicately,
I’d find refuge from the wind
Until the wind has taken me
Until again my friend,
I’ll wish I was a lover of thee.
Far into the temple of time
My refuge awaits in kind
There I’ll wander aimlessly
And court words foolishly.
In every language ever heard
I’ll sing and stumble words,
And disavow the aged mind
Between shimmering singing vines.
How many seasons will pass
Before I have seen
Every shade within your eyes?
How many songs will
We sing
Before I have befriended
All of your laughter?
Your smile has endeared the sun
And the moon listens
Knowing so…
Raise your face
To me…
My gentle blooming bud.
The wind is drunk
In the rivers of the sun!
…and an olive tree’s
Chatter… laughter,
Knows
Where heaven
Has sprung!
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