The Duet Of Shifting Names Poem by Gordon R Menzies

Let us cast these binding names away
I want to call them after you, in sun
in over water mist drifting, let us
find the names that were meant to be
pull these flowers that are your own
let me see the countries in your eyes
as we sift through words that serve
can I even begin to count them, the
dreams that linger near your breasts
oh to rest and find them there, my
flesh's form is as temporary as these
time is calling us all to dust the sky
but who breathes the name given you
who sees you only with closed eyes
in these dreams, and now, in earnest
I am finding you in foreign songs
they must be singing your true name
every sound that reaches me is you
it shakes me to think of you so, the
rivers rage in my hands, thunder,
trembling to hold you again, again
to hold you for the very first time