Rain Shall Fall – part 1

The kerosene lamp will burn low

very low

you will see me

you will look at me

I will look at you

my eyes will stroke you

speak to you

silently.

Then I shall pour a little oil of spring

some oil of summer

some oil of autumn

and a little oil of winter

into the palm of my hands

and I will anoint you tenderly

…your neck

…your shoulders

…your arms

…your belly

…your back

…your legs.

Then slowly and softly

I will intoxicate your pores

with sensuous spices from the tip of my tongue

and you will feel as if your bones

have turn into flesh

and you will want to touch me

but I will whisper

not yet…

My eyes will explore

your mind

body and soul

deeply

and you will look at me quizzically

but I will not answer

instead I will take your magic hand

and lead it to my garden

to my secret well

where my love for you overflows.

When you discover the beauty of my waters

you will tremble

and then lightning will flash

and I will tremble from the touch of your discovery

and shakily call out your name

begging you to stop exploring my garden

but you will whisper

not yet…

TO BE CONTINUED…

©Dehan Taylor

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