JUBILANT FATHER
His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him.
She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning.
The tide pulls through her very bones,
her form aches as each wave crests.
The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her
Beats new chords, old sun god chants.
"You are the first mother and the last,
all spring flesh has traveled through you."
Aztec plumed and gold beaded,
your priest kneels at the holy alter,
gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament.
You are the temple,
we pilgrims swept through the gates,
bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence,
spread our arms to harvest blossoms,
and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.
I reminisce for you, I reminisce the days, I try to forget, But the feelings never go away.
I reminisce for you, I reminisce the nights, For the things we did, And how it was so right.
I reminisce for the love, For the love that was always there, I reminisce, I reminisce and I know in my heart, That you really did care.
Even though my mind played tricks on me, And I cant seem to let you go, I believe it's because your still loving me, I reminisce, I reminisce, And the memories tell me so.
