Unquenchable

Gentle breeze
Palm fronds softly rustle
Red-orange Lillys sway
Tree-frogs chatter.
The ocean’s roar
as waves break and
mist flies

Some small handful of stars
flicker lifelessly
above me
Saddened

They too
sense this loneliness
unslaked
unquenchable

Running
Walking
Talking
Sex
Nothing

Nothing
removes this
iron rod
this bayonet
from my heart
A heart paralyzed
frozen
flayed

But one hand…

Like the spring sun
melting winter ice
April rains nurturing
the unplowed field

That is your touch
my heart’s desire
Renewing
Mobilizing
Healing

It is you I
miss
It is you
my half
to be whole
to be healed
I am lacking
But….

What of the pain ?
Dagger ruptured heart ?
Rivers of tears
Betrayal ?

Better I disappear
Better I die
at my post
Alone
Broken

Is it ?
Is it
better ?

I cast a side-long glance
At this new path.
Dare I take the first step ?
Can I do this ?
Without you ?

Rumi !
You know love and pain
Will you help me ?
Us ?

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11 September, 2012

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