provocation


stagger towards an orphic fate
as sure as i’m to follow
from stars of stolen yesterdays
into sunflushed tomorrows

and should you blister
may i lick the wound that you’ve to heal
i would, to kiss
those supple lips for want of nothing real!

stumble through the winter storm
as apt as i’m to follow
in awe of how the seasons morph
to sunder what you swallow

and take my hand
with such the predilection it may clutch
and try to understand
the way i can’t about your touch

promenade thru crystal sky
where demons dare to linger
to slight the flawed visage of i
and spite the puppet-stringer

i’ve dared believe
in all the beauty i held to be true
as pure as oceans
shimmering of autumn’s amber hue

wander in your destiny
as faithful as i follow
in splendored tales of empathy
and fateful dirges, hollow

as any broken soul would carve
itself to be with you
though never to descend as far
as only i would do

(to kim)




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