I miss you

I cling to your memory
Like shadows huddle beneath the bruise of thunder
As they seek the deeper alchemy in the light of sound...
Clasping to hope

I want you

I want to be engulfed by
the reassembled sky
in your eyes
Tantalized, I'll soar in them
Those flashes of aurora
that arc dance in the jolt of spirits magnetized

I need you

Will I finally hear
with more than a veiled mind's ear
that voice
whose bass tones
play me like song prayers
in chanting Tibetan bowls?

You...
Sinuously weave me
in the frantic fabric of your torn skin,
I'm wrapped in
your ice-nine cat's cradle
knowing
you have always echoed
in my sin-wat bones.

I am the falling in water
I am the drowning in desire
I am the fire in the pyre

I am the lady in the lake
Sinking in quicksand
Grasping for
Excelsior's mercilessly glinting blade
While
The dry consumption hacks at me
Slowly I am severed
My nucleus ruptured
short circuiting this body electric
and the yellow light flashes well past all caution

Amber runs through my veins
since you've been gone,
illiquid relics of our
sensuality's arrested viral lust,
becomes a plasma promise
turned to sorcerer's stone

Our desiderata
Fossilized
A thing that lived and now has died
Preserved in a river of resin
Secreted by an igneous need
Forever unsatisfied