Lover, Come To Me!

lover, come to me! i am the wind, the sound, and the fury. the small patches of fur, left in the ditch. the stained sheet, the crack in the window. i am the barking of dogs, the song of cicadas... i am the broken plow, the hammer laid aside. the bucket full of rainwater, the tree bent by the storm. i am the bodies of the innocents, the nightmares of the guilty... the stink of blood dried by the sun... the wagonload of melons, the tornado swept roof. i am the small shop, where things are built by hand. lover, come to me! the oceans rage... mountains are shaken, the night has no end. the sweat of desire, covers my nakedness. i am invisible. i am the ghost whose body you feel! i am the madness that your stillness defines... lover, come to me!