Talk With Me

by Eden   May 17, 2005


Dizzying wonder.
Whirling consciousness of darkness.
Complete harmony.
Confused veracity.
Warped soul to screaming in ecstasy.
Tingling sensations upon my face whenever your ethereal fingers graze my face.
My skin shivers down my spine as I listen to your slithering voice.
My eyebrows knit in seeming frustration, I am concentrating so hard to hear you.

All these and so much more I discover when we converse...when I am alone with you.
Your words are like ice to the world of light and yet so much like fire to my soul.
My eyes roll back into my head in pleasure whenever I sense your mysterious smile.
Unable to stop shaking with the beauty of your invisible elegance.
I can see you in my mind.
That is all I need.
Why would I want the bare and simplistic?
Why else would I choose anything other than you...or who I have become?
18 years of seeds and replanting...and you are still here with me.
However can I repay such a miracle of the supernatural?

Now...
As time is beginning to fade from availability...
Others see you within my eyes.
When I am angry...
When I am frustrated or sad...
Or right after we bring our talks to an unwanted end.

Now...
I am starting to give in completely to what it is that is required of me.
A body for a body.
A heart for influence.
A mind for the impregnable.
A soul for you own loving.
For you are there...you tend to me.

Entice me with your exacting countenance.
Swathe me in swaddling clothes of the purest darkness.
Together we shall tip the hourglass of the world over.
We shall watch as the sands of many spill over in a cascade of luminous demise.
See...
My hands grow cold with your watching eyes,
And my heart is colder still with your presence.
Imagine what happens with your touch...

I crave you.

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