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For very old and dear friend David Lovos who left us this past week.
The Silk Road
What better market place
Along this long Silk road
To spend my love than in your heart?
So go on, drink of my devotion.
Thick and salt, it swills in your gut.
I know. I too have sucked
From my camel’s throat
To cross this desert.
Bedouin nights I come to you in your goatskin tent,
My gourd overflowing,
To wash your feet in my need.
The stars cannot spin wildly enough to drown me out.
By day I lose myself in the bazaars,
The bolts of cloth, the poisons, aphrodisiacs,
The soft tongued rumors.
There are rivers running deep beneath these sands,
But we lie down to roll in the dust,
Our passion clamped between our teeth
Like gold coins.
Rebecca Elson