Sweet Secret Soaring Poem by rich soos

I sang you tall, lovely,
and pure in the moonlight hymn
threading as a river through
the darkness of my body.

Your nimble nakedness
forms itself holy to a single touch
as our feet entangle
in the spaciousness of this creation.

My mouth swallows the sweetness
of your neck and shoulders as we
wrestle the earth first, then
the moon in the daylight.

Your gentleness forms
a hollow void in the earth.

Your knees fill the thirst of
caliche soil where a river
seeking to build stories
in the clay finds solace in a simple
grain of sand hidden near your toe.

The stormy sea lifts our world
with a wave engulfing
the trembling kisses
while clouds envelope our bodies
and the space between us
becomes a door undulating
the ends of the earth
beneath our entwining songs.

Sweetly silent. Secret screams. Soaring sorrow.

You lift angelic arms and swim
in the struggles of sounds
pouring like blood from my soul.

Wild in the fire caught by
the wind you dream is the sea
in the gulf of Corpus Christi.

The roots of your childhood visions
stare deep in my eyes.

Lift the cup and bread high
with your shadowy crucifix form
lengthened on the beach
as the sun considers settling
beneath the horizon.

The wine is your gift
to the flame of the solar center,
the bread your gift to the crescent
moon near the stars.

The darkness deepens
the pool of the gulf while a
bird with one leg hops along
the shore with no sign of
discomfort or pain.

Between the fire and the wind
is the sweat of your body
hungry for the earthy songs
of my dreams filling the depths
of your cavern.

I sing you tall, lovely,
and pure in the moonlight hymn
threading as a river through
the darkness of my body.


from Bringing In The Sheets (2012)