in my version

[zeraphimpoetry]

in my version of the Dream,
I place my lips on your throat
and i can feel yr pulse
the
hummingbird jewel of your blood
Under the sturdy skin;

in My version of this dream,
I say something to you that means
hello- i am - you are - my life- has been-

and in my mouth i say the words that transmit
that deepest longing in a word unknown
to any language, the secret place.
and you do not laugh.

You respond hello- i am-
you are- my life- has been-
you place your lips on mine and in my mouth
you transmit the secret word,
a round ball of polished obsidian.