Because you're far too precious to kiss-
The mind bends willingly to imagine
A subtle uprising of infernos
Infinitely flaming tendrils cleansing,
Revolting humbly and prostrated against
Shields of caution, mirages conjured
by the mind.
I want to hold each moment tender,
With reverence,
not too tight-
When handling the rarest of birds
One must give it the freedom of flight.
All of me rejoices as the heart of you
flutters close
Like Icarus recklessly hurled toward the light.
And just when I dare to ponder
In moment's as brief
as the shift between the tides,
The searing heat of grazed skin
Ghostly effigies exchanged between
Enraptured gazes and the throbbing of heart strings
A tsunami threatens to engulf me.
For surely,
as sensed by the inner compass,
I would die blissfully to be brought within
All other universes would cease to exist
In a gentle surrender
This clay yearns to be shaped by those hands
And offered lovingly to little death's kiln-
A vessel intended to cradle the heart.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
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