This Heedless Silence Poem by L.B. Temuco

This Heedless Silence



I am now nothing more
but as a flower drying after you have wept
but as roots yellow like thin magnolias
white tongues beneath the warm ash of trees
as boughs that hang like your empty arms in the sky
I am smaller than this heedless silence
that whispers for the sake of loving
I float way beyond your sweet lucid eyes;
far from the incompleteness of tragic solitudes
far from the acne of indifference
far from the bowl of hard eternities
from the skin of paradise unpeeling
it seems so sad, this bird leaving
its dark wand against the night
in its raven’s eye the sky’s purple gaze
sheds its skin on the autumn earth
I do not enter your childless womb
I do not read your Book of Sorrows
But for the seed of this heedless love
for the love of our flying
for trailing tendrils of your voice
I will love for the sake of breathing
This breath and the next, and every feathered smile
To love until only ash finds the wind
Until the ribbons of silver fish glitter
and run in long deep tides
along your bones
the swarm of warmth on your sweet breasts
Love is a journey with no coast
Love is a question with no answer
It is in half of your body and half of mine
Words come from the clouds in my mouth
And they rain on all our thorns
Our veins bleed joy on the sand
And your arms fill and gather me up
in ethereal imagination
we take leave of the earthly day

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