Free Verse # 55

Do not search the forest for twigs,
come, break the branches of my soul
and build your nest deep inside of me.

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Melting at your touch,
I am dewdrops wept from the eye of dawn,
scattered over your body
as over petals and leaves
and now thirsty to soak deep under your skin.

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You plant a kiss into my chest
as your dark hair comes over me.
Suddenly my eyes become a fount of stars.

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Your dark eyes brighten
and the sun crowns the sky.
A cloud of sadness over your face hovers
and the storm suckles all light.

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Ever rejuvenating
like the star in heaven’s womb,
we touch each other’s hearts
to become forever.

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O Beloved,
rest my head on the garden of your breasts,
behind your eyes let my tired soul sink and sleep,
bud with endless stars.

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The silence of the night is pregnant with stars.

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Churning amid the banks of eternity
I am a mystical ocean
with neither beginning nor end.
No sun can exhaust my being.

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My palm,
a pool of tears hidden in forest deep
where wild bees and flowers
come to bathe and drink.

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At the outskirts of the city
I built my hut and there,
enjoying the remnants of the seasons,
I cultivated silence,
deepened in thought.

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The winds of tomorrow
billowing the sails of my soul…
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House of solitude.
A lone star burning
in heaven’s palm.
Over the desert
the spread of silence.

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Burning all night long in my beloved’s palm.
At dawn she kissed me silent,
fell me over the earth,
a blanket of dewdrops.

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Parched,
an earth for too many seasons
toiling without rain.
Just one kiss from your mouth
and all the nooks of soul burst into greenery.

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Prisoner of desire.
You unwound my hands and feet,
opened my eyes to the silent full moon.

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Stroking my face with fragrant lips,
you are the song of the wind
blowing through fields of flowers.

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In your open palm
I am a flower;
a pulse shivers my being,
sighs like fragrant dew from my eyes
as the morning sun
bends over to kiss me.

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Your love was an axe striking at my roots,
time and again until, uprooted,
I fell into your sky.
Rooted between your sun and moon.

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The Beloved –
Spinning a dream wheel in the mouth of heaven,
showering the world with interior stars.

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In your embrace I turn astronomer,
the universe and all its stars revolving in my chest.

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To love is to leap over the abyss of uncertainty
and into the ocean of absolute trust
where everything bursts from the deepest fount.
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The breath that blows arid in your face,
choking your heart still,
is the same breath that,
at the stroke of love,
turns moist and fragrant.

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Sting of realization,
a drop of honey burning on the tongue,
swelling like a wild flame to burst at dawn,
a garden of dewdrops, and flowers.

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Home,
where poetry like bees
flutters and stings
precious fire into our skin,
flaming inward stars
as serpents awaken,
and waters spin.

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Spinning us open
like the blue lotus flower
spreading petals in prayer,
welcoming the dawn.

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