Monday, May 23, 2005

Swept Away

I.K.O,
Standing on a ledge
high upon a mountain
I look down onto the river below
and see you staring back at me.
Captivated by your stare
I close my eyes and dive into
your waters
where my heart is swept away
by your currents.
And I am swept away by your love.
And as I journey down your waters
you keep me
away from the rocks that line
the shore and you send me
down to where the river meets the ocean
and where the sun glistens off the waters
like a mirror reflecting the beauty
that you hold deep inside of you.
For it is a beauty that has set
the fires blazing in my heart.
Raging out of control only to be quenched
by the tender kiss
from your lips and the hold of your sweet embrace.
Sometimes when I sleep-covered by your thoughts
those fires rage inside of me.
Keeping me warm on a cold winter's night,
they engulf my dreams
and send me reeling
to a place wherewe can be alone,
a place where we can delve into each other,
where our dreams will become one
with the fire sand the lava that pours
from the mountains will scorch the earth
and send us looking for water to cover our lands.
And this water
when it meets our fires,
will send a thick blanket of mist into the air,
so no one will be able to see our shadows
that hide within
or the things that we have done.
No one will be able to see through the curtains,
through the mist and the fog,
or through the dreams
that cover my thoughts
every time the sun goes down
and the moon rises in the night sky.
And every time I see you,
every time I hold you,
every time I kiss you
my heart races through the fields
like a wild stallion set free
for the first time waiting for someone
to tame it,
waiting for someone to control the wild desires
that I have when I stand there
staring into your eyes
and watching your perfect beauty
dance in the darkness.
Wanting more and waiting for what seems like
an eternity
these wild horses that rage within me
grow stronger with each passing day.
Until the time comes
for us to ride with those horses
and set them free onto the land
where they will watch the sun set
and see a new day begin together
for the first time,
under the glass sky.
And when I see you dancing for me in all of your beauty,
when I dream of you
revealing to me all of your beauty,
and when I think of you sharing with me
all of your beauty,
my body tenses,
becoming sensitive to the touch,
I reach out to you
holding you in my arms
I kiss your lips
and gently caress every inch of you.
For you are a work of art
and I am your artist-sculpting
you like clay,
I start from your long hair
as it dances over me
I peer into your eyes
and see the beauty and love within your soul.
So I reach out to your lips
and kiss the ocean as I lie
on your beach.
So soft and delicate
like an angel come down
from the heavens
to bring me to paradise.
For I have found heaven in your touch
and paradise in your love.
I then make my way to
your mountains and stop for a day
before going down to your beach
where I lie in your sands and play on your shore.
Stopping again from the heat of your sun
I then venture down as far as I can
go between the water and the shore
the sun and the moon -
I sculpta place where I have never gone before.
For it needs the most attention.
Then I go even further down until
the sculpture is finished
and the work of art that stands before
me is an angel and that angelis you.
So here I stand high upon a mountains ledge
with the sky above me
and the river below.
So I close my eyes and fall in love
with you.
Hanz

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