my sadness

To hold your reassuring flesh against me
My sad, weary head trembling at your breast
The forgiving beat of your tender, impassioned heart
Singing its tolerance
It's racing, spontaneous fire
Melting my icy soul's extinct veneer
To molten, liquid teardrops.

Teardrops that carry my timeless love
My tortured ecstasy
My unrequited, magnificent halting of all thought
But of your otherworldly beauty
Down
Down my ancient, ravaged face; forest of frown
Past neglected, pulsing neckline
Forming a thin, sad layer between our flesh...
Teardrops lick your delicate nipple as they fall
Tickle, caress -- leaving that sweet, pink angel
Awaiting the next, wet kiss
Falling down to grace the majesty of your stomach
Puddling to overflowing,
Down
Until my tears mingle with your excitement
Pulling the last of my sadness
Momentarily out of my reach.

Take my sadness into you
As a token of my heart's infinite longing
As a reminder of the power of your miraculous love
As a tribute to the perfection of our meeting
A remembrance of the cruelty
And beauty
of fate.


I give you my sadness:
Absorb its tenderness, its sensitivity,
Its honest faith
Trust and limitless dedication;
Discard its pain, fury and restlessness.
Take my sadness in all its depth
In all its unbounded joy for what could have been
Had not time's desperate hand
Made fools of us all.

Hold my sadness to your naked breast
Its memory will comfort you always,
As my heart lies within it
clutching onto your angelic grace.

~ Cape May Point, 7/3/96