A walk on the edge of Friday eve

There is a breeze that clothes my skin in air

And cools the beads of sweat that gather there.

It bends back the blades of grass

And sways the heads of trees.

The branches wave like arms on dancers

And leaves flash like schools of fish

In blue waters filled with light.

The hues of green fill my eyes

With bursting colour til they weep.

The smell of lilacs cuts through me like a knife.

I gasp for breath and seek your hand.

I turn to see your smiling face.

There is the empty space

Your body left.

Will you be there again beside me as we walk?

Will our fingers seek each other out like tongues in heat?

The world comes in and licks my senses open.

I receive your presence like passion that drives

And pushes in your holy essence.

It is the edge of Friday eve.

Oh come possess me with your love!

How to keep the dogs at bay?

We walk into the wooded park

In the other world and stay.

But is there any way

To keep the dogs at bay?

 

The sun shines high

The air is cool

The lumbering trees

Surround our hill.

 

And we descend

Within our bubble

Within this world

Where we can stray.

 

But is there any way

To keep the dogs at bay?

 

The scent of flowering

Flows around us

The breeze just kisses us  

With lips so dry and fresh.

 

And water in the creek

Flows by us on the bank

And I kiss your open mouth

With my wet longing.

 

Just stay right there you say.

But is there any way?

And is there any way

To keep the dogs at bay?

 

Holding hands we walk the path,

The music from across the lake.

The huge and ancient trees

Hang down their leaves

 

And keep us safe

Together in our bed

Of greening grass and twisted sheets

Just stay right there you say.

 

But is there any way?

 

 

Like children in a bow’r of branch

We see the fruit of love and knowledge

Hanging low above our heads

And bite the juicy flesh.

 

We could not help but taste the pear

And as I move into your heart

My salty tongue meets yours

And stay right there you say.

 

But the world revolves.

It all dissolves

In liquid down our legs,

The remnant of the flowing river.

 

Where are we now?

The garden’s gone.

The trees are gone

The grass has disappeared.

 

And I am far again away.

So what remains to watch the dogs

Who wait to have their day?

 

Our love still joins us

Though we’re apart.

It stays right here and stays right there

and does not move. 

 

I close my eyes and see your face

And whisper to the wind,

“This is the way the way

To keep those dogs at bay.”