Now I need something more, nothing less
than to fire off into cosmos
the essence of dreams
desires
any notion of conquest
for I am slain
splayed upon the alter
of words
sliced open by your tongue
sweet weapon vanquished my arrogance
destroyed conceit held false,
loss idea of who ever I might have been
without the tender image
of the sound of your words
beating endlessly
against my ears
Now I truly feel my hunger
and am awake.
Do I thank you
curse you
wish you closer
so I could
turn around
push the on button
spin the disk
play that cut over and over again
and dance with the music
spilling out of that
vastness between
you and me?
