jasmine fire sets tender blaze to the almonds of his eyes,
rosy mouth curls, fire lights round the moon of my soul,
digging days for a night’s soul not yet dead.
simple bartered pet, portal to purvey,
complex petting portends,
smoothness of skin tantalizes tracing fingertips,
moist lips repose tendencies past,
lapse of memory begets shuddering cacophony,
desire frightens crescendo’s trust.
alas the silken thread remains.
words twist, syllables erode,
flurry of speech cannot undo,
time’s heal silently woes,
loneliness for his tapestry.
precious weaver dispel the myth,
unveil your shroud,
unravel life’s’ complexity.
originally written april 2004