sylvanlightning
09-18-2004, 03:38 AM
Our attention is rich,
beyond the wealth of nations,
interwoven splendorous and poly-sensual.
I embrace the elements,
the sound of pouring rain,
dissolving into receiving earthen limbs.
Gazing at the common awe,
of droplets surging pendulous
from the forsaken awning.
This is where we used to dream,
the seizing passion of your enflamed deductions,
licking words teasing the ear to speech.
Oh, how can I describe,
the internal offerings
of this universe.
Blanketed rear window,
clustered water droplets,
so close the glass appears shattered.
Yet, shattered is not the word,
for this depth of sharing.
I say, flood me with golden heart-streams.
This rock alone I caress,
silken topography of fingerprints,
feeling like skin contours.
No smell, taste or sound,
does it emit,
yet so yielding to the touch.
I place this precious one,
in the coolness of a birdbath,
so it might vibrate with a crystalline fellow.
Mmmmm, I feel so vulnerable
under this open sky.
Everything is so glistening and continual.
beyond the wealth of nations,
interwoven splendorous and poly-sensual.
I embrace the elements,
the sound of pouring rain,
dissolving into receiving earthen limbs.
Gazing at the common awe,
of droplets surging pendulous
from the forsaken awning.
This is where we used to dream,
the seizing passion of your enflamed deductions,
licking words teasing the ear to speech.
Oh, how can I describe,
the internal offerings
of this universe.
Blanketed rear window,
clustered water droplets,
so close the glass appears shattered.
Yet, shattered is not the word,
for this depth of sharing.
I say, flood me with golden heart-streams.
This rock alone I caress,
silken topography of fingerprints,
feeling like skin contours.
No smell, taste or sound,
does it emit,
yet so yielding to the touch.
I place this precious one,
in the coolness of a birdbath,
so it might vibrate with a crystalline fellow.
Mmmmm, I feel so vulnerable
under this open sky.
Everything is so glistening and continual.