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I need your Love

Because hate is legislated written into the primer and the testament
Shot into our blood and brain like a vaccine or vitamins
Because our day is of time, of hours and the clock hand turns
Closes the circle upon us and black timeless night
Sucks us in like quicksand, receives us totally
I need love more then ever now I need your love
I need love more than hope money, wisdom or a drink

Because slow negative death withers the world
And only yes can turn the tide
Because love has your face and body and your hands are tender
And your mouth is sweet and God has made no other eyes like yours

You rise out of sleep like a growing thing rises
Out of the garden soil
Two leaves part to be your mouth, two tender seed leaves
And your eyes are wonderfully starlighted your
Eyes are luminous and soft as the velvet pansies
Darling, good morning
Our arms are empty of each other for a moment only
How beautifully you turn your mouth tilts to let my kisses in
Lie still we shall be longer

We need so little room, we two thus on a single pillow
As we move nearer, nearer heaven

Then we are quietly apart returning to this earth.
Your eyes never opened after the last kiss
We had loved hard it's all over your throat
And hair and it lies on your mouth like a wild
Red flower its on your cheeks and forehead in Technicolor
All this fancy violence in you
Is back to gentle beauty
The senses gather in like blossoms from the night
Your hand half-asleep finds me
And your touch is very dear
Now you are all sleep, alone with yourself- and a tall Blue fence
Around you not a tendon taut not a secret secret
You are all sleep and alone in a warm and velvet world

Your words are born not spoken
Dimensional soft vowelled words palpable to the eye or to the fingertip
Exquisitely curved as the young that flowers conceive
Often have I watched your lips shaped words and your tongue
Nudge them out like small birds not wholly certain of their wings
Your sweetest words are those shaped ovally like plums or wild birds eggs
And the long bright ribbons you laugh
The multitudes of hyacinth and bluebells
When I see words I know they are of love
Like soft Grey catkins
Whatever else my ears register
And because your mouth is like the flesh of ripe fig often I take
Your words unsaid as the brown honey bear slips his red tongue
Into the nest of sleeping bees to take out honey
And the sweet natural taste
The pussy willow feel of your words is lovelier than their shape or music

From the diary of

Walter Benton

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