For Him

>> Friday, December 15, 2017

I perceived you in a day dream
between the persistent groping
for a moment made magical
by the sorcery of midnight

in that patchy corner
where shadows accumulate
the living trod upon spirit
substance trod upon dreams
you glow with a raw sublimity

cocooned in the warmth of
your rum-scented breath
I’d put on my red nail paint
scratch deeper where we began
couple my prose with your poetry
disentangle a curl of purple thread

you can sew the cracks of a lifetime
smooth out the mud speckled glasses
watch my eyes crinkle with love
a dialect more eloquent than words
then reach that sensual place  --


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