The Deeper Weeping

Your words
Seethe
From snarled lips
And drip
Undelicate
Rivulets
Of broken sound
Cascading down
Drearily flowing
Cracked sound.
Your arrowed eyes
Spark flames
To accompany
Your words.
This
Soliloquy
Of rage
Seeps sorrow
From your
Furrowed brow.
And,
I weep
For pity's sake.
For there is
A much deeper
Weeping
In your soul.

I Melt With You

Hitherto
I melt with you
Into oblivion
Our private show
Beyond this realm
Where the essence of sages
Pervades
And other mystics dwell.
And in this space
We interlace
Perhaps interface
With gods.
In the melting;
In this space
We perspire
Fervent rivulets
These feelings
Speak pure eloquence
Yet, without a sound.
The heat of our annealing
Ignites
Desire.
Resonates
Perfect silence.
This silky soliloquy
Slides inside essence
Yet, without a sound.
And hitherto
I melt with you
Into oblivion.