loto perdido

Like a fish swollen with unaccustomed air you leap out to me from the sky.
And with unwavering authority you clench my soul like a new born to its father’s hand,
Like a hungry child to its mother’s breast.
To kill me slowly unlike all the rest
Of the sorrows the like quicksand suck
The life from my spirit, but you,
You who came from no where and bit a piece of my soul
Devoured it with ravenous desire, whole.

Sometimes a sage seeking salvation
Wandering, lest you become a slave to obligation.
Sometimes a rebel, uncalled for you wage war with me
You seek to loose and in doing so win, and take the trophy from me.
A man, when you speak, a hidden arrogance
That I find easy to forgive, that arrogance colored with your innocence.

A teacher sometimes, a criminal at others
Feather touched words and harsh crude syllables.
You become a child at my breast,
A lover seeking all the rest.
A nomad who wanders all over my body
A child you are. The devil’s parody.

In you I found my freedom scream
A thousand unspoken choices, a savage stream
Of thoughts and sounds that you longed for to hear both dark and fair
Rush out from my lips my arms my stomach my hair.
And then u hush me as though I were your child
With a balm of hands, voice, touch, smile.

Like a sudden piercing throb of pain in my body
You enter like warrior and then like a student study
The rise and fall of my mind, my soul.
The incongruous whispers untold
You stretch from my mind and pull out to the air
And with a craftsman’s eye you scrutinizingly stare
A look filled with warm honey freshly suckled from the flowers
A glint of humor, a secret joke shared by secret lovers.

Then the world comes calling its wandering mistral back
You loosen your grip that held and stretched me like a rack
A deep breath you took, inhaling every part of me
A thought in the deep orange womb of your mind is where I will forever be.