Tuesday, 3 December 2013

Come As You Are...

Come As You Are...

Come as you are... My Heart;
Wrapped in the night and dressed with stars,
that we may swoon upon the whispering tails of comets,
and dance upon the silver lighted moon.

Come as you are... My Soul;
Dripping in the glow of incandescence,
the showering meteor's throw of sensual essence.
heaving upon the world, a bursting glory,
the dazzling illumination of this lovers story.

Come as you are... My Flesh;
And I shall build a tower of skin to hold you,
enfold you, in a silken supple lair,
to rock you, endlessly, in the cradle of my stare.

Come as you are... My Whole;
Until in dreams we drift upon a beach,
the lunging surf of each eternal instance,
the golden sands crushed beneath our reach.
A flood of love enjoined from out the distance.

Come as you are... My Breath;
And we shall drape our souls entwined,
drunk upon the honey and the wine,
of lips no distant that the parting of each wave,
a unity of breath, a sun from out the grave.

Come as you are... The Music and the Dance.

For all the world has heard the trumpet and the lyre,
the cymbals and the horn, the rapture of desire.
The swirling giddy grace of love triumphantly reborn,
entranced within a sweet embrace, to dance upon the dawn.

Come as you are... My Love
for as you are, Am I.

© Richard Michael Parker 2013



My Queen of Luminosity!

Who doth shine in my night, shrouded in the stars of a thousand wishes, who beams with recovered sunlight, who kisses the smiles and dreams of loves delight between each passing cloud...

...It is you, I have waited for, on the shore of contentment, seeking from across the bow waves of eternity the shimmering light of your glory, the dancing lip of each wind swept slip of time, the dips, the swirls of your infinite caress. Shining from out your countenance, a glimmering story, spoken in whispers, of fated lovers, entwined beneath their starlit covers, two drifters, shrouded in moonlight are we...

Long have I waited, and ever have you shone upon me there. Yet lo, the lights of dawn and dusk do mingle, the twinkled night brought before the alter of the day, a merging of two lights into a single sky reborn upon the milky way.

We wait no more, for all the world will see, in shimmering lucidity, the brilliant truth revealed, a hidden wisdom, of loves great art beneath the shroud concealed, exposed in glory, the foment of this endless story, a heart made true, one heart from two, my one immortal paramour.

© Richard Michael Parker 2013