FOREVER
FOREVER
When she walked past
unassuming and honest
little drops of melanin on her face like enriched soil
placed by the hand of the artist
She was veiled in the coolest breeze
As she went on my life followed
in it's darkness and its lights
Air swept through me in pellets of exploding cyclones
and I was born again with the primal impulse
to go to her
the threshold was a black hole of alternative realities
and I stood in her aura sedated in the dream they reserved for me
uniquely humble in a sublime desert of paralysis
abandoned by myself
peering through a portal of Infinity where we grew close
and raised a family
Then she was physically close enough to absorb me in a Cassiopeia cluster
and my disciplines dispersed haemorrhaging my spirit with filled out of my mouth
and laying a million daisy's at her feet it said “I think you're fucking beautiful”
She smiled
and having kamikazed I scurried away embarrassed by the nakedness of honesty
I saw her the next day
an angelic illusion of a typical human tinged with desire
vulnerability
confusion
elevating rites of passage with undisclosed intimacies
still in their infancy like sightless children
and of sound mind I chanced a stroll through sliding door
I dropped the key to being alone and a free fell into the first spring
of a virgin zone
in an inkling my universe was made beyond the clinical inadequacies of barcoding
I had been charged on tingling sensations
floating on air
leaving footprints in the clouds
Nothing mattered more on this mortal coil than the euphoria of our integrating atoms
welcomed like prodigal sons
Looking at her was exhilarating
I'd always sense that a god had just entered the room and started plucking at my plasma
scattering it into ten thousand lives
that climbed the shoulders of the sky and base jumped to her centrifugal essence
I gorged vulvic fruit of her in eunuch’s devotion to nourish grasslands
and when she urged to relinquish her vital breath to my hand I loved her with everything as nothing
decreed in its simplest mantra as hieroglyphicaly hypnotic as folk songs
as though African flamingos danced in tune strolling across the Inca
Being with her
I was in Nirvana counting falling glaciers
My bodiless particles running barefoot beside Moroccan horses as free as her
As her breath returned to my hands our celestial cells were skiing barefoot
in Yellowstone Rivers
drying off in Gold Coast Sands
and just talking to her
our stella ant-atoms hop skipped slat piers of Maldivian water bungalows
sipped libation on the Dunes of Sossusvlei bathed in red light
to sleep under a solar storm with her ear resting on my heartbeat
knowing our initials are carved on a tree in a central reservation outside Hyde Park
to wake in a Danube Delta
She pulled a handbrake on the rotation of earth and time hydraulically chilled
and that's where my jaw dropped in headless oblivion
because it's difficult to speak when happiness is within reach
The tears that I cried when she said goodbye
returned to re-cry when there were none left inside
It transpired that my spatial awareness rewired
and I'm still dazed if a bit pleased that I'm subtly unreleased
from the untethered soul of a masterpiece
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