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| The Goddess and The Skylark: Dancing Through the Word Labyrinth Presented by
Rahkyt Featuring the poetry and recitations of Nordette Adams and Aberjhani
Tracks 1 and 14 And Then The Rain God Screamed for Love Written by Aberjhani
Track 1 performed By Nordette/Track 14 performed by Aberjhani
I am a sloppy lover
that much I will confess.
My kiss has swollen rivers
into torrents of night
and reduced continents
to bashful stuttering islands.
But my eagerness is sincere
and my passion never arid.
Oh behold sweet darling Earth:
the nine billion silver drops
of my fingertips
poised like a species
of liquid birds
suspended
above the hills
and mountains
and deserts
and valleys
of your lush cosmic beauty—
Waiting for you to say “Yes,”
to say “Touch,”
to say “Come inside my love,”
to say “Annihilate,”
and “Resurrect,”
and “Where sweet love are you?”
Recall please the fury
of our innocence:
my shy gaze of melting hurricanes
dissolving
in the landslide
of your breath rushing forth like tigers,
recall, please
my fever dropping from the sky
and filling your belly
with sapphires
and rubies
and mysteries neither revealed nor forsaken.
To what did our tremblings give birth?
To oceans of green
and to air
with a knowledge of itself,
to the very lightning
that severed our coupling
with the sad roar
of its jealousy and hunger.
And what was that like
for you?
Lovely Earth of passion
nailing Jesus to the cross of mankind’s ignorance,
Earth of nations wolfing at each others’ throats,
Earth of moonlight and crushed hearts
and days dizzy with beauty,
what was that like for you
seeing my arms turn
suddenly to ghosts
and watching my face
float backward into
the heat’s cruel laughter?
I feared the sun
had murdered you
thus I flooded heaven
with a thousand galaxies
of unrelenting vengeance
until my tears
gathered blessings
to fall once more upon your breasts
so sweet there upon your breasts
how lovely there upon your breasts
and it has been
that way ever since:
me spiraling downward
stormy and luscious inside of you
then snatched back into sorrow
by the sun’s bitter teeth.
I am rain and thou art the element of my desires,
spread soft the holy garden,
and with this thunder soothe your weeping fire.
© 2/6/2005 Aberjhani
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