My prayer today
was along the lines
(by my typically circuitous means)
of love;
not sentimental
soft T-shirt
warm bed
quiet Sunday morning
love
(although I know where that love is indexed
for near-immediate reference)
.
My prayer today
dealt with the leaden sky
and the pendulous clouds;
it had some genesis in not hearing the birds
and seeing the daffodils bowing
and sensing the damp wind
and loading the woodstove
(which occurred to me, briefly, as preposterous for the record)
.
My prayer today
is that your kiss will forever be
vastly more grand,
illuminated and heralded
in my mere consciousness,
than any of the dusty
sleeveless volumes,
tomes of iniquity and granduer,
of vanquish, anguish and exhaustion
(ebullience notwithstanding)
.
My prayer today
is to meet your lips with mine
ad infinitum
without regard to time or understanding,
to share with outrageous abandon
this thing,
this intimacy,
this mooring to this
soul's vessel
that you carry in your heart
and your head
and I pray in your kiss
(still the same prayer; tangentially germane)
.
My prayer today
is that what we share
only ever grows,
only ever gets wiser
and stronger
without interruption
for the ever of forever
and before
and beyond
and in between
(if you know what I mean)
.
My prayer today
kind of wandered a bit
but it really simmered down to
the matter that
I love you so very truly
with every particle of my being
now
and every shred of whatever's
me
anyway
and if it involves a soul
yours and mine
(I'm still talking about souls, by the way)
need to be intertwined
evermore
because I need you
I guess more than I ever stopped to consider
(and I guess that sums it up for now)
.
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