Tuesday, March 13, 2012

The Linguist

"Come to church with me," I begged,
with my hands spread to the backs of your thighs.
"Do you think that's wise,
pretty soap-winged angel?"
Leave it to a Cherokee Gypsy to fill me with the spirit in spite of myself;
to see in me
a woman who can create her own saints.

"I love you," I managed, through serious desire;
and from my knees,
I let my fingers open the hymnal,
wetting my lips for my tongue to find song
in the holy indigenous language of joy.

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linked to dverse OLN #35

20 comments:

Brian Miller said...

see now this is a church i could really get into you know...oh the sounds of joy...i bet the god(s) just smile...

ayala said...

Awesome!

Mark Windham said...

Wow.....

Lolamouse said...

Gives a whole new meaning to "speaking in tongues" in church! ; )

Sioux said...

Laying of hands...speaking in tongues...ALL the churches would be full.

Beachanny said...

Oh with what cunning you open that hymnal!

HermanTurnip said...

Wait a second...we're still talking about a religious experience in the biblical sense, aren't we? ;-)

Kimolisa said...

Awesome as usual

Semaphore said...

Some say that in the early days, the one true religion was the religion of the goddess. This is the modern parallel, but the sacred mysteries of that religion, the path to ecstasy and enlightenment, remain the same.

mac said...

I think Beachanny up there just suggested you were a cunning linguist...

Whatever, I liked this one. It is sexy!

blueoran said...

Amen and hymen to opening the hymnal where the butterflies roam. Here's to "the holy indigenous language of joy." Cunning linguist, indeedy, thirsty for spirit and righteously greedy. - Brendan

Daryl Edelstein said...

Sizzle!

nene said...

Can I hear and 'amen'? Can I hear and 'amen'? Can I hear an 'amen'?
I think one of those requests was a Spanish/Latina cunninglinguist request. I'm 'multi-lingual' and can also roll my 'r's. :p

hedgewitch said...

A warm bath of sensual images mixed with and incorporating those which are now translated by the linguist from the archaic and prosaic to the sublime. All i can say is--watch out for that soap--it tastes terrible. ;_) Lovely poem, well spoken, in the indigenous human/divine tongue we're all born with but so many forget.

ellen abbott said...

ooo sexy. or is it just me?

Sherry Blue Sky said...

No one does desire better than you. I especially love the "pretty soap-winged angel".

T. A. Smith said...

There isn't a person alive who doesn't want that kind of worship, given or taken, in their life. Beautiful.

Yousei Hime
http://tasmith1122.wordpress.com
(sorry for the link, I can never get my WP ID to work here :( )

Mama Zen said...

Oh, wow. This is just gorgeous!

darkangelwrites said...

My eye's kinda crossed when the word "church" jumped off the screen. With a wrinkled nose I began to read. Sigh, of course you wouldn't disappoint. Damn how you didn't disappoint. :D

myheartslovesongs said...

hallelujah!