My fingerprints no longer recognize the letters of
your whisper
Where has the yearning gone?
The yearning to write you into existence --all at
once
I have spent endless nights chasing the Napoleon and
the Shakespearean essence of politics --a new found love
I had an affair
Now you punish me
Leaving me to bear alone the scorching sound of
winter on the tip of my thirst for you
Leaving me to remember your tender touch moulding ideologies
in the depths of me leaving me
Leaving me to remember what it feels like to have
you thrusting through my veins, in poetically sadistic ways
I miss you –my poetry
Now I throw myself helplessly into your invisible
arms
Hoping that with this therapy I can find you as I
did before
A gushing climax of ideas
An outburst of metaphorically "orgasmic"
sentences
Feeling Einstein and Beethoven converse in my third
eye when I write you into the chords of life
You were always the right key
The pause before the climax
But this is testimony that I still feel you
Hiding in wind of consciousness
Waiting for me to be completely naked with you
To write my mistakes and have you make love to them
I have forgotten how to do that
I have forgotten what that feels like...
How you took my insecurities and bathed them in the Nile
of your devices
Iced them with fire
Turned them into gems
I have forgotten how to ride that journey with you
But I beg of thee
Hold my hands
Make love to me on the leaves of peach trees
Write me and stir me in the with strong bold, blood
filled muscles
Stroke me
Endlessly
So that I can see how you have matured
Let me feel your maturity ... mentally
Help me to forget the feeling of neglect
To you to me
Help me to evolve from the teenage love affair we
had
And this time ...marry me...
