My Idol

Cast away cast iron figure of clay
Concealed hidden under fabrics of a camel's saddle
Cherished like habit
Loved like a child with her dolls, comforting
This Deity
His captivation resolute, I save his destruction for the last one

Impotent to resist
Until hired hands seized and searched every crevice of my caravan
We knew what fetish they were probing for
Let them find Him, I defy their invasion

Clench you inamorata in my hand
Smash you myself with a workman's hammer into pieces the shapes of tears, of nails
Mystified at the relief, release what was hidden
Under your incantations, eternal restless Spring laurel wreathed One

Worship

One day in your company
    came a random earthquake
The walls shook like a deer's heartbeat
The ground rumbled under us, the swelling          of dragon wings
You became fearless in the danger
The rush of adrenaline, hero force of nature

As Vulcan and Venus play their part
I fell into your arms like gravity
Jump willingly into the fiery abyss
Subdue with a bodily offering into the substratum, surrender to the season
For a human sacrifice beyond reason
Immolate my ego and acquiesce

Lift away and disrobe
  all that is fleeting
Underneath we are Godlike
     perennial in the quiet places of mutterings, breath like a prayer in that temple we worship together

Your Name

I like to see your name in print
How it looks on the page
Otherworld mother tongue original language

I like to say your name
The feel of you in my mouth
As common as it seems
Seems original, individual to me

I prefer your face above all others
Hear your voice, your account in your accent
Like rolling water breaking gently smooth on stones
I like to share the same room with you, same shore
Alone, but together in purposeful activity

I like to spend my quiet time reflecting on your hidden gestures
Fascinated heartbroken from unsaid confessions
I nest in your hearth at every opportunity
Make myself at home in your fellowship
Sharing more than taste
All I waste is time

Extend your hand over the imaginary boundary
Meet me in the beginning
Before judgment's ruling, we were united in Paradise
A tree is growing, has been forming
Unseen in the undergrowth, roots planted and intertwined
Our fears and shame obscure the beautiful naivety
Unsuccessfully cover vulnerability, as orchards choked by vine
Embrace my nakedness
Unclothe me
Fig leaves in the shadows have no place between us

I love to say your name, bring it up in conversation
For no other purpose than adoration