Obscene - Over The Ocean

When I said your name, I

made it obscene.

Your beautiful name,

the name that sounds like cool water,

was a curse in my mouth.

I meant to

say it like light on the edges of clouds,

but it came out filthy.

Believe me I

thought about it.

I thought about it,

and I decided I would never say your

name again.

But I couldn’t do it.

Because the time you said my name,

you made it sound like it never

sounded before.

You made it sound

like the day the azaleas bloom.

After

the rain, when the colors are so bright,

and the birds fly in and out of the

bushes, that’s what you called me.

So

here I am, putting the perfect word in

a rusty can to drag behind me.

I rattle

and clang, and even whisper when I

have to, just hoping you’ll say it again.

I know the curtain was torn

but there is still

this veil

of skin

and bone

that divides

you and me