…
My soul grieves
the loss of your caress;
the warmth
of you dancing
across my skin…
My heart mourns
your absence;
an indelible ache
cradles the memory
of your sentient touch…
My Spirit wanes
in purgatory;
thirsting for presence
famished for the language
conveyed through your hands…
Those words
beloved
inscribed
so long ago
their spill
of beauty
so unmistakably
yours...
Pro bono
What is it that you crave,
my darling…
is it the warmth of the dying Light
that dims the sky to yesterday?…
like the wonder of a shooting star
you will always be majestic…
you are ever the hymn of my heart;
an opus only Love can hear…
Her honeyed kiss…
ever so tender
brings me
to my knees
in prayer.
I look for you
in the silence;
the soft pause
between each breath…
It is here
that I taste your presence;
the sacred nuance
of immortality…
The breadth of us…
ever expanding
genuflecting
at each years passing
moments in memory grow richer-
while subtleties of you
dance with hindsight
on the loamy shores
of Loves surrender.
L.I.J.I., my Love.
And as she paused to listen…
Starlings took flight
in graceful dance
of proclamation-
for what her heart
innately knew.
My Love,
you’ve journeyed
eons through my depths;
still you hold me…
caressing the hollows
dancing in fields
of reverie
traversing scenic canyons
You are kinship to the dawn,
my Love;
planting Light in sky gardens
dear and holy in your glow…
Synthesis
There is a pull
from the dark cauldron
of my belly…
I feel it;
the stirring
impassioned simmer
of wild, raw
and bubbling intimacy…
A fierce rhythmic waltz
that marries the flavours
of her dark and light;
wielding the aftertaste
of Divinity…
Blessings of IS 