I Pour Myself Out

I pour myself out, Like wine, like an open artery: pulsating.

I pour myself out, Hoping you will drink me, and my juice may bring light and life.

I pour myself out, Like water coming down a creek, down a mountain, down an icy winter, down life’s reservoir.

I pour myself out, Like wine that inebriates your senses, and you forget about who you are and who am I.

I pour myself out, Because I am with you now, and I want you to drink me, and I want now to drink you.

I pour myself out, since you are now pouring out your soul.