THIS IS JUST TO PISS OFF SOMEBODY ...
My Only Love..
...
There, basking on threadbare silhouettes,
I observed two elegant forms posturing
along the edges of a forming event horizon.
Cytherea caressed those whims pronate,
Whilst colors of flowering motion calmly
Found a place where two could join as one.
Trembling, I breathed in the thought of you, as those
Atonements made blameless in time acquiesced, and
The sculptor’s fingers formed the ewer of obsession.
Tenderly, along those edges of coins polished but worn,
Where tears cascade in feathered patterns, two souls
Found their embrace in the silken tendrils of passion.
In those brief moments another universe stretched out -
And while ashen moonlight pirouetted with swaying tree’s,
Two spirits drifted entwined beneath cerulean skies.
