beauty-ache

i want

to be awake in the chai

to swim   hot and sweet

and      kiss cardamom

wander the breadth of deep milky waters,

steep my soul

drown

and come out alive.

worship

aware

    of beauty

and how it leads to longing

the one slow exotic sip

brings glory     and ache

for what is not yet.

what has only been imagined

    glimpsed

rich                 and lovely

and fully sating.