A Bitter Pill

Visual air fading Into night, Eyes becoming shunted with the bending of the light My sound becomes an echo, My soul becomes a mirror, Me becoming you, To nearer be. Not grasping, but releasing, Not gasping, almost breathing Forsaking all the world for your touch. I cannot make myself so small To disappear yet still exist, The finest line between My shadow and your mist. Summoned by your gaze, My eyes see only everything, My lips un-parted speak in kisses Deep enough to fill the oceans of this world And all the worlds that there could ever be. Your lips are mine, your heart becoming me. I disappear in you. Emerging into life anew, Unchanged but uncontaminated. Shameless shamen Dancing to the beat of Heaven’s fire. The whispered sound Of backgrounds visual life Whose touch so piercing soft That I am left amazed and dazed Deep depressed beneath the edge Of wisdom’s knowing knife. And I bleed out and disappear in you. So willingly would I become That which you create Forsaking life for truth Forsaking life for beauty Forsaking all for this. This mad, sad, cryptic moment Touched by many Missed by plenty Now the bell So freely tolls As time renews its moment And I must take such bitter pill, My leave.