Wrestle with mortality
sharpen your tongue.
arms will yield to the demise of life
resilience is prone to break.
be prostrate, naked and betrayed.
In Passionate, quiet semblance
Illimitable threads are woven
Heavy and secret.
Harbor trust within your walls
Spill me onto your shores
Assume the sins of yesterday
on your brawny, dark form.
Skin ridged with every affection
spent on my whims.
Softened, simple rain
seeping through my uncovered symmetry
envision our world spun gold and sensuous.
The only thing sight finds is
shadowed, torn or evanescent.
My fingers seek your temperament
I feel the glow in your spirit.
Breath catches the rhythm in my breast.
sempiternity, source of serenity.
You are deep
Rising like water
In darkness silver fills the folds along your chest.
Trace the lines of my face with your hands
Carry my curve
I long to touch the cool of your temple
I sense silence trembling
This will be my surrender.
Death shows us all broken dreams.
Night gives us reason to believe
we are shadows, wasted and filled
Silhouettes in moon’s wake, watery and diffused.
The infinite stillness may overwhelm us
till our wearied eyes gasp for light.
He will come as transparent fire
Azure, and wholly divine.
Quickening the time when all we hide will be lifted.
Only dust satisfies our flesh
But someday we will become
exalted ash, transfused in savoir faire.
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