Thursday, February 14, 2008

New Poem: Love Poem

Love Poem

The poet says, Speak, and the clouds
offer only a slowly moving silence.

But I poke a hole in the silence
big enough for just a single

word: Surrender. A simple request
to be sure, easier said than lived.

Yet that is exactly what I seek.
To know her lips on my scars,

the fragrance of her hair, to feel
her slim waist beneath my hand.

All of this is surrender on my part,
giving up the sense that anything

not this makes sense. She dreamed
my dark wings wrapped around her body

and I swear it was me, my wings,
my black feathery self comforting

her in the dream's truth. Each of us
surrendering to a voice flowing

in our blood, a cellular knowing
that this time the clouds are wise.


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