Monday 13 June 2011

The Honeyed Abyss, The Night Torn


Palms brush-stroke impressions,
Moonbeams stoke, seep and melt,
Sliding skin diffusing,
Divining;
Gazelle liquid eyes shimmer fathomless,
Bewitching;
Hair, charcoal dew - yarn-spun,
Frames the night,
Sealing silken whispers electric,
Comingling: The Honeyed Abyss,

Enraptured in the sparkle of Orion.

Fingertip streams,
Unclasp Time's necklace:

Jade.
Purest Now.
Nothingness.
Amnesia.


The life lifted,
The landfall - Dream.
The Nature Awakened,
Yearning eternity
imprinting commentary
on the moment.


The night torn,
Just plucked
away,

The cruel birds arrive,
I know, I know:
Soon:
Work.

Oh..