What could I possibly give
to an Angel of Words?
You leaned in,
nuzzling my neck
and the iron in my chest
melted, flowing
like a mountain spring
rushing joyfully
to embrace the ocean
over impossible distances
…and your eyes…
forged me into stars
and I could see myself
in you.
Dip your brush into my heart,
paint the faces of those who seek you
and be sure to kiss our cheeks before they dry
…rest your feet upon my shoulders
as I carry you…
gentle steps
plunge deep
in Love.
The only way to remember you
is to forget you.
Wherever I go
everyone sees you
and they sing the song
that was our last breath,
and I find myself
in love
with you,
countless
moments
in
countless beds.
No longer will I hide
in the back alleys of my soul,
I’m climbing the stairs in your spine,
straight to the rooftops of your eyes.
Every motion becomes an offering to you,
countless seeds
thrown over groundless fields,
rolling laughter fills our ears.
…and when I can’t fall asleep
I don’t complain,
how fortunate I am
to be kept awake
listening to the epigrams
you penned with my tenderness,
spoken with my tongue.
Listening with all of my doors,
like morning dew covering plains without end,
I open my eyes to find you already here, smiling.
Your voice springs forth from my stomach,
a spiraling vortex of clear light
working its way up my spine
until releasing through every pore of my body.
And I am left wondering,
Why am I holding on to so little
when the whole Kosmos
awaits in my chest,
and you in my breath?
This day collapsed
under the weight of timeless tears…
how I wish I could cry with your eyes,
breathe with your lungs
all the sadness
that evaporates
from the condensation of Love.
An unexpected kiss
left my words dancing
without a care of finding one another,
and the interstices of my heart
gave way to your radiance…
taken with deep reds,
ensconced in your refulgence,
fingers running through
one another,
light passing through light…
and so an unexpected kiss
whispered silent beauty
through my body.
You held me so lovingly
as I took photographs
in between breaths,
even as I descended
back into madness,
but not before
you pulled the night sky
to my face,
reminding me
…these memories
are only what is born
from the parting of our lips.
Momentary lapses
never distance us -
You’re everywhere
I’m waiting to be.
With my gaze returned
upon your face
I’ll listen to this silence
for eternity,
until your hands reach
through my heart
and your words
find their way to my lips.