Left, Unsaid

Did I long to possess you and leave useless words unsaid?
You lie alabaster, translucent
The warm harsh glow of my Sun-reality
How I long for you
I thought you held my answer

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I wait, as one anticipating a revolution
I implicate you with the power of my salvation
To draw me to the new beginnings I fear to face
I imagine I uncover my universal symbol
Beautiful and potent before me
Aglow within the fiery embers of passion

Aglow in pleasure
And whispers to me of the beginnings of life
You leave the realm of the ideal

To become flesh and form, you now exist!
I no longer long for you
As I would an elusive goddess
After so many years of living in illusion
I fear I have found my ideal
I fear I have uncovered the soul of the dream
And I vest this moment with such power

I feel the brute, uncertain of my intention; the intention of my heart
I tumble from the net of security
To reattain the highwire of this new life

Taking my first somnambulistic steps towards the realm of faith
I imagine you there to guide me
To gently break my fall; not from grace (of God, as some would imply)
But in a most zealous manner

As martyrs we fell - souls filled with passion
Bursting with glorious human suffering and joy
The twin blessing we may bestow upon ourselves

Like fallen stars
Blazing and smoking
In this beautiful searing power of a single being
Plummeting to salvation in the compassion of our ideal