Frost and Dickinson
Mingle with passion
Discarded
for an explosion;
Ecstasy coloured with regrets.
No timing -
- rhythm.
One vocalise trusty and confident,
one vocalise weaving and tentative,
one vocalise reaching together.
Twenty transactions pass
reshuffled and replayed
he moves to swiftly;
Regret coloured with ecstasy.
Exhilarated - she awakens.
Exhausted - he fades.
Eight hours after I
still odor passion
in my hands
stirring in the deep;
Ecstasy coloured with regret.
Poetry ejaculates.
(For JL 04/01/2009)
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