Like the sun at dusk
my poem died on your lips
then rose again from your womb,
a white crown over my sky,
a full moon.
There is a poem burning
on the tip of my tongue;
only you can pluck it with your mouth,
suckle its fire into your aching blood.
I touched her heart
and like a spring that too long
loomed on the edge of winter
she suddenly collapsed
into the most exuberant blossom.
The poetry spilled on white sheets after a long night of lovemaking.
Black as the night, her hair. From each curl a river of stars flows.
As the sun sets
into the melting sea
so will my poem sink
down under into your womb
to be kneaded from your lips,
a full moan, the moon.
In the silence of the night
my soul kissed you
and our kiss became the dawn
pouring into the sky.
inside your mouth I flick
like a whip of lightning,
burning down your throat
a river of stars,
my wine seeding you.
As the warm winds of spring
brush against the cold lips of winter
awakening the sleeping dreams
so my breath in your soul
awakens all your dormant seeds
Our fingers touched, and through the fields of eternity thunder rolled, shaking the heavens into a shower of stars.
nestled against my neck
flicking endless hymns,
marking them, red…
Making poetry utter the death of the beloved, her absence (hallucinating her presence), subsisting on crumbs awaiting the fullness of her lips.
Life tempts me; I take the bait; I collapse and fall, wounding myself, breaking my bones; I swear, I swear, never again, no more—yet life tempts me, once more.
Some poems, like silent prayers, can only be uttered in one’s heart, will only be read in the light of the moon.
Her words kissed my mouth like a honeyed moon.
The dawn is bloomed, but your skin and my skin weep under different skies.
Love is but a single moment (a thunderbolt, an earthquake) to which all of eternity (past and future: a ring) is but a single deepening reverberation.
You are the story which, breath in, breath out, unfolds itself in my blood.
As you open your eyes the poem I wrote into the light of dawn shall sing itself inside of you.