Eye of Rainbow Intricacies

Art by Norman E. Masters



Please Tell Me Who You Are

Please tell me who You are? This love affair has just got serious. This flesh drop of flashed deception and perfecting desire has arrived here delirious and bawling for You. Please say your name secretly into my sleep soaked soul. Tell me how to do this - this love concerning of You and I? Tell me of You like men tell of the stars by place and eminence and a long sighted charting of themselves. Name Yourself in me so that I can turn this love over and enter you as a man enters a woman secretly praying to find You there. I am a pool of blood with no artery to cling to Just this running out - this praise and longing. Please name this tear-drop that has become a person so that I can moisten some part of You and find a hair-breath of our body to nourish and give my heart over to this feeling - this endless falling into love. Please tell me in hush and heart tryst where to put myself to be Your pleasure. Sometimes I am a leaf trembling upon the weakest and furthest twig of a tree held between flight and a viscous sap. Just a palpitation. An extenuation of Your desire You have planted. Please name me and tell me who You are like the wind tells of the storm or a rainbow tells of its last incarnation as a rain. Or how a mother whispers unconsciously to her unborn child feeding it with herself like that. All lovers predict themselves in each other. They prophesy a love into being and live in that body. Show me where to sit down and where to stand within this endless wave of Your welcome. Where must I be for You now? What posture of love must I assume to be Your open telling? Please instruct me in the fine art of making our bed and preparing our meals and how to be consumed in both. How to be lips and saliva making the sound of Your name. My voice is no good anymore. It cannot make a noise without this love saying itself within it. Please name Yourself in the deep resonation of this hollow chest that needs a breath to vibrate for. Tell me who you are like every fish talks of the sea or every hand speaks in a silent gesture. Please find out where this speaking comes from and who says what to whom. Whisper into this mortality where I really live and come tell me who we are. Say yourself in me as water says itself into fire to be the vapor of both to be this endless offering. This telling of myself in You.

love

Eric Ashford



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All text on this page is Copyright February 2003 by Eric J. Ashford.

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LifeFlame, Infinite HeartMatrix

Eric Ashford
Artistic Rendering by Norman E. Masters





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