I SPEAK IN RAIN

I SPEAK IN RAIN
Dedicated to the love of my life, Uli
Ricardo Antonio Garcia

The red frills of the dress flags behind her.
Twirling hair in the wind
and her majestic beauty lifts her feet
from the ground
as I peer into her soulful steps.
She walks upon this earth so gallantly expressed
and the clouds mate with her beauty
Testimonial cries
exhume the best heart that I can carry, for she
has married my skin to my bones
when she touches me the way that she does.
In the ambient hills ancient pillars stand erect
following the lost time
she ignores the end with her sense of time
and endlessly sublime she is.

I speak in rain, or in the natures of this abyss
for there are no words to convey
the simplicity and the marriage of her kiss, but this
I feel in the center of my being.
Her red borealis streams onto the horizon.
Soft and fragile but powerfully bright, the Light
meanders with my senses, and
all of life’s sufferings I would trade for this.
She taunts me with a desire unknown
for she is lost behind these veils of Goddesses.

Hidden behind a rock
the Fox of eyes looks blatantly fooled.
Echoes of her language and her suffrages
all begat for love, in me.
Upon the sea of pearly blue she demurs
and contrasts the wakes.
Am I worth the view of her existence, so suddenly?
To my feet I stand
and follow the Holy trail of her awakening me.

I speak in rain, or in the drops that meld upon me
for there are no voices so pure
or likenesses so rare, as her gown of loves repair, is this
I feel in the center of my being …