The Way Your Eyes Twitch…
The way your eyes twitch
In the candlelight Does not lie. A million wonders And I find you here among A shadow that prays For penitence, A million more ways to sunset.
Kiss me at once, Mold my being with your Questionless lips. Deny not the ghosts of Preludes past entrance between us. Let them bloom violently Until the passion subsides With the morning seaside Upon its return home.
War boasts not only for the wicked, But for the plainsong of the lustful and the restless Who fight for the tattered shawl that Love left tied to the rock below, The one we once thought was immovable But that now appears to drift a little.