today

TODAY

i love when you call me
sweet funny names
like lousy gal, or darling pie
endearing balm to my aching pain…

i wish not any part of my life
to ‘never have happened’
for every painful step and teardrop cried
has led me here to you…

i ask not now for tomorrow
too tenuous to grasp in human hand
nor look into the future
to dispense upon demand

my dear love, so full of agony
and twisted contradiction
just let me hold you as you hold me
tender respite in midst of wrenching torment

speak to me, tell me your story
there’s no need for pretence
between twin souls you and i
no need for recompense

let me share your ponderous burden
as you carry me in comforting arms
warm me with your presence
let me entice you with my charm

tomorrow will bring what it decides
who knows what the winds may carry
softly and gently blowing
into our tired hearts…

i have no dreams of normality
i left that road of choice behind
the house, white fence and blooming garden
children’s voices, adoring husband…

i chose to walk this other path alone
fraught with pain and silent screams
just to hear sounds erst’ unheard
and images yet unseen

but then the torment overwhelmed me
and cold winds drowned my flame
i closed my heart to hearing
locked in frozen terror – til you came…

you, in the icy darkness of despair
burst in, like the first glimmer of dawn
a glow of light surging forth to melt my heart
comforting and strangely warm

you, a soft tender whisper
in the gentle breeze
the flutter of a feather
awakening long forgotten dreams

how sweet your kisses
like dew upon the petals of my heart
and when we love…such intense desire
no words can impart

the taste of you…
exploding, lingering, clinging
the smell of you…
rich, heady, luscious, engulfing

asleep, peaceful child
surrounded by sweet glowing aurora
lithe body limp in tortured rest
innocence serenely unfurled

awake, hair tossed untamed
thrusting, thrashing, wild propulsion
bursting into a kaleidoscope of colour
then sated, melting sighs… spent passion

and i, a sea of yearning
trembling in your arms
gushing waters from within
ebbing, flowing, rhythmic, cyclic…

don’t try to grasp what can’t be held
for tomorrow’s winds
shall whistle through time and space
free and uncontained…

darling, who knows what these winds will bring?
you have me in your heart
and i in yours
is that not enough for today?

5 feb 2007

~ by bunnyblu on May 20, 2007.