Love is Under Me

It’s time.
My eyes have never moved from you,
I’m ready to bare your beauty,
I shred your clothes on this altar,
these statues move with the touch of our skin.
Who is ravishing who?

The night sky spins counterclockwise,
your hands guide me to its center.
Enveloped in the breeze
that caresses your skin,
I rest in the Light
that touches sleepy eyes,
recalling dreams of lost souls
found by the sunrise.

How could I have expectations?

With your every inhale
I pass through each cell
of your radiant body,

With your every exhale
I’m reborn,
a fountain of mirrors
in the eyes of countless Angels.

What expectations could I have?

And so I lie my head in your arms,
close my eyes,
and awake
as a single syllable
passing through your lips.

Now I remember.

Buried in a murder of crows,
wings fluttering in directionless patterns,
feet resting in their warm breath…

…silence…

…a single heart beat…

and they screamed in unison,
breaking free
pulling
scattering
me
throughout infinite space
so I could take root
in your heart.

And Now
I
Remember.

Converging in this centerless horizon
the screen is blinding
as we embrace in a single dance…
how beautiful that I will forget your name,
finally knowing
you.

Two steps in between
the known and the unknown
I empty these pockets of my heart
to fill this soul with infinity,
and it with me.
I toast a drink
with the Light in your eyes,
touching bliss
with your lips,
bringing me
back
home.

I dreamt I was lying
with a glass orchid
poised in a bed
of white roses in bloom,
enamored by its brilliance
illumined by the sun,
and yet
saddened…

…it would not reach for the light
nor open its petals
towards my soft whispers.
But, oh, how wonderful the smell
of those white roses…

Ornaments on the breath
a single pulse
a royal drift
seated upon
this Divine ballroom
of
Light
and
Love.

Eyes that remind me,
inspire a longing for delicate words,
pulling and pushing
translucent colors
through my spine,
arching and reaching
for you.
The flick of your tongue
illuminated a diamond
in my heart,
inducing a sweat
so sensual
Angels couldn’t help but stare,
and I wanted to whisper this in your ear…

An evanescent kiss
never stopped Love
from dancing
until we all passed out,
insisting we begin again,
this time with a little more kick
in our step,
an imprint of forgotten embrace.