Dilantha Gunawardana


The Gospel Of Change


Change me

The wilted hibiscus
That makes sweet sensual love
To silken blades
To folios of paper
Of an archaic almanac

Change me

My hideous skin
Home to hovering mosquitoes
And fervent day-flies
A leper standing in from of you
Hoping To be healed
By your miraculous touch

Change me

The Congo drum
That calls forth rain
To your tender succulence
To tread on your world
To trespass on your lips

Change me

Vanquish the cobwebs on my lips
The dust on my palms
Surrender my world
Wash me with your lips
Bathe me with the dewdrops
Of your seeping passion

Change me

Rupture the hymen
Of my archaic heart
Let the glimmer of light
Deflower my loneliness
Perforating all darkness
As you build you nest
With the twigs of love

Change me

With the rainbows on your lips
Color my world like springtime
Abdicate my solitude
Feed me with your cocaine
And tempt with your spoon

Change me

Let me surrender my world
To your caramelized tone
Mutate my existence
Like Pavlov's dog
Desensitize me
From the darkness and the shade

Change me

Cleanse me
Like water to a wound
Purify me
With the baptism of your lips
And shine on me
Like a perpetual lighthouse

And never let me go................

Submitted: Sunday, August 25, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013

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