Love Poem: The Go-Between

The Go-Between

Psssst ¡

Did you know that the sublime petaled kisses
Of each could spin your heart to an aching mountain
Where worshiped on the pedestal of Earth
Such breath would utter your divinity

Ahhh ! I have collected these tremulous drops of passion
And coiled them in the blood of love
Stained their beauty upon the canvas of flesh
With such colours that could sigh; a wish

Have you dug so deep into your soul
That you found me in your own shadow
And there I walked constantly
The very light, which was cast upon your footsteps

All tremble before the interrogations of this tenderness
No spoken word, no touch in its body can contain
Yet precision unequivocal issues on my fingertip
And each vowel of love to be written in my breath 

Come now, succour to this font, your main stream, my fountain
It is I, who by your parody remind you of heaven
So tell my lover to bring the fire
And in flames nestle us in the crucible of desire

Psssst !

Did you hear of such sensuous velvet
Where on the etched sweat woke the beast in you
I gathered you there in pulsing darkness
Where my sanities madness would consume you

I am the penumbras deepest wanton
Upon the bed of crushed roses and thorns
Lay panting, my lips parted, my legs, open
A taught tourniquet of wrapped inside my visions

Such is the hunger consummate
To tear in desperation from the desperate throat
That lays before me with it’s arching back
And laid bare upon the soul I would devour

Each flash awakens in stroboscopic skin
Soft, gentle and seething rakes it fingernails through your mind
To shudder the darkest of tactile 
And eat and drink its fill upon submissions brow

Come now, pass beyond the constraints and veils
It is I, who by your parody remind you of heaven
Go tell my lover of consuming flame
And of the shuddering night whispering our name