It's been long since a flame of desire ignited my heart
Right now I'm burning with the fever of solitude,
Awaiting your touch to cool me,
Your voice to calm down them angry tongues of embers
And the fire leaves falls of perspiration from top to toes,
As if to remind me of my craving for the taste of attention
I'm heavy with longing, saturated with lust and misery
So you can hang me to dry outside in the sun, above you,
And let the beads that tickle so while running down my skin
go drop-drop-drop
Into your mouth, unto your skin
To keep your throat clear, and keep your body from overly
diffusing
Until my patience is lost and I'm lost for reviving
So rain down, I say, rain
Shower me with love
Wash me over,
And cleanse.

This is my yearning,
My way of searching for an end to this drought
This is me, shedding blood from the bottom of my heart
Unto this canvas of unfulfillment.





© September 2001