Orpheus and Eurydice

This is my pervasive dream:

[i plunge every night into the abyss of hades with Orpheus to search... to trek... for Her

The honey of her lips leaves me longing...
for that
First
Kiss...
That Kiss bleeds in me a myriad desires... thoughts... yearnings...
It is that first
Kiss
that i yearn...
because the sands of the Sahara reflect the manna of her
Eyes...
without her Kiss i travel blind amid the cacti of the Arizona landscape...
i yearn for the Colorado Plateau to replenish me.

i pine for that first kiss..
Kiss...
i yearn for the honey of her lips... mouth... tongue...
i yearn for the unutterable...
i yearn for that FIRST KISS...
i solicit Chloe and Daphnis ... i utter their names to inspire her...

But i only receive silence...
Silence...

i yawp in the abyss of the rivers of Hades...
i hear only silence...
Silence...

i trek via the Himalayas ... i crave the manna that will nourish me... that will replenish my soul..
i search for inspiration... i utter Her name in the wild mountains of Pan
searching for that first Kiss...

but

Time...

proffers me darts... darts of silence... Silence...
and
darts that bleed my psyche...



Chronos neither heeds my yawps... nor my moans...

i run blindly into the silence of Sheol... only
to collide with the Minotaur...

Time bleeds the futile responses of sterility... inertia..
Life must emerge from her moist lips..
yet
Time bleeds my seconds... my minutes... my hours...
i supplicate her for that
First Kiss...

nevertheless... my trek must carry me to
Machu Picchu..
and
"The Lost City"... There... i must... bleed...
HERE
i must proffer my body as a sacrifice... to Supai
to both Patchacuti and Manco Capac;
they must deliver me from this terrestrial plane..
i must plunge with Supai... and rest in Life's
Other
Kingdom..
It is here...
HERE
that i must remove the memory of Her
Kiss...
amid Supai's rivers.

Time ...
rains on my psyche...
Time...
Bleeds my atoms...
IT
Bleeds my years... my memories.. and my experiences of
HER..



i petition Supai to erase my memory of
that First Kiss
i entreat Supai to erase my memory of the honey of Her
Lips... that is what i invoke of this deity.


but i am unable to forget... to erase Her from my memory...

oh, Orpheus , i solicit your aid... where are you...?
Has Eurydice succumbed to Styx and its voodoo??

i yearn for Her
i yearn for the honey of her lips
i yearn for that Kiss... that is what i solicit... i implore of Her...
i yearn for the unutterable...]


Yet Time bleeds my precious seconds in my rearview mirror
Yet Time burns the candles that contain the mystery of Her
Yet Time bleeds my precious memories of Her
i am unable to observe Her gait...
i am in a labyrinth of pain.. of torment.. of misery...


i collapse
i collapse...
amid the sterile rivers ... taciturn rivers...