ENTRY — May 10th, 2016

There was no Fever like it, felt
Nor Madness, worn in such a Guilt
A Mind that wandered — Body stilled
Where I, in shadowed dwelling, willed
To touch dimensions higher.

Where once, in Spaces, faint — obscure
I traced her Form, a Shape unsure
To find where Love had left its Thread,
Unraveled in the Heart’s own bed,
Where Passion lay — entire.

Her Lips, like Petals — velvet, soft
Did steal my Breath, did lift me oft
And where my Skin, like Summer’s musk,
Did burn in heat, a Dusk to Dusk
Our Minds — a Fusion higher.

Though Flesh met Flesh — in Memory’s eye,
Her Thighs, like Echoes, rise and fly
Each Stroke — from Thought, a Lover’s Will
To meet her there, in Silence still
Where Love outlives — Desire.

And Love, it conquers all but Death
It whispers through a living Breath
For Life, it bends, in Time’s long Knife,
Yet Love, it stays surpassing Life,
A Flame that need expire.

:: 09.25.2024 ::