I was a bird
پرنده ای بودم
In the sky
From your eyes...
...در آسمانی از چَشمانِ تو
When you didn't see me flying
در آن هنگام
که پروازم را حس نمی کردی

Why are your eyes so beautiful?!
چرا چَشمانِ تو آنقدر زیباست!؟
That I released the lock of hair
To your wide blue sky...
که من موهایم را
...در آسمانِ پهنِ آبیِ تو رها کردم

A torrential maelstrom of fervor and flame
flow through me like mercury
Tiny tributaries circulating through every crevice of my mind
An amalgam
of heat and touch
of hunger and tears
of bliss and sorrow

Heat, emanating from my skin
Smoldering at the sound of your voice,
The taste of your lips,
The sight of your smile
Burning with a ferocity
That can only be quelled by your touch

Hunger, savage and wild
Laying in wait to consume you wholly
To be overwhelmed by all that you are
To fill myself of you
Until I am bursting forth with bittersweet tears

Bliss, pure and unending
Ecstasy turned delirium
Washed away by time and edicts
Into an intractable sorrow

The molten chaos and mercury
gliding through my veins
The zenith of what we are
of what we could become
of what we will never be

I am utterly consumed

I don't want to be
a doll on your pedestal
unable to crack

In my lover’s eyes
Burn my hopes, hide my fears-
dreams with candles that light
My way through this autumnal glade-
Of yellows and browns and greens
seeking her touch

On my lover’s lips
Rest my prayers-
For twilight to descend,
For one simple word from her
To bring about my ascent
Into the still of this spring night,
To bleed into the colors of
her sky

In my lover’s ears
I whisper my desire
To get lost in her,
To be lost to time and memory-
To wrap myself around her,
To fall for her soft breath
As she shares my bed tonight

your body
Sings through the
stinging Desire,
The awakened ache,
Of this moment-
The carnal urgency
That must be answered-
It will have my response,
I promise, my love-

And when it does
Will your eyes be
open or closed
To the gift I offer up to
You, the awareness
Of just how beautiful
you truly are, just how perfect
You feel tangled deep
in my embrace?

Will the rain falling
Hard outside our motel
Window be that lasting image-
our heads sharing this pillow,
The graying sky keeping her
Silent vigil over us tonight-
haunting your beautiful
Brain when it’s quiet?

When the taste of
Tonight
Is a fading ghost on your
Tongue- touch your lips-
Gently, softly-
Trace the path of my kiss-
The skin has its own
Memory of
the heat of us
Long after.