What I couldn't say was...
Beloved, will you be here
in this world with me
long?
What I didn’t say was...
Beloved, where have you
been?
What I didn’t do
was rise,
draw the curtains,
and
take the cup from your hand.
With God watching,
I should have shown
how Humans
can
Love.
I should have
taken your upper lip and
caressed it with the warmth of my tongue,
run a fingertip, along your lower lip,
and had you taste me.
I should have foundyour breath
and remembered it.
I should have placed myself
into the nape of you,
to know your scent.
I should have undone one by one
each of the buttons on your shirt,
and brushed my lips over every place
any clothing had just been.
And
with God watching
I should have taken you –
rigid, pulsing,
to hear you cry out
every last word that
I didn’t say
to
You
My Beloved.
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