Saturday, March 14, 2009
Our Return
My arms open to your fractured sky
spread beneath our unwieldy youth and sweat,
merciless enthusiasms,
kisses of flesh and vapor
that stab the empty air
Our lips taste the measured pride and savagery,
our fingertips trace the distant constellations
spread beneath the wisdom
and lissome rhythms
of our sovereignty
Let me bury deep all memory
of earth's unforgiving minute,
and the colors of her countries,
and spread myself beneath your breath
and triumph
Let us sing our redemptive anthems
to unsuspecting gods
and bathe the night skies
with reckless pageantry
of our return
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