he fled those vicissitudes
and hid in the parables
that spread like marmalade
over his life,
as an intrinsic alchemist
transforming the jewels
that drew light into her eyes
nymphlike was not always,
she kissed his lyre
and lingered on the notes
crouched mouth to mouth
the dust of longness
passed between them
hands often released
and time again became frail
his tremors sounded as trumpets
with impossible sobbing
a deep reconciliation
a finger of saffron stained
the tongue
and wafted in embrace
yet he could no more
and neither she
amazed at speech carnivals
that wound words over
rolling track
pirouetting horses dance
to an inconvenient truth,
he listened to the stars
and read long passages
delirious now that it was
divisible,
tomorrow became perpetual
sinuous flow
word of the day your favorite word i got carried away again so i hope it works as i have not been functioning so well recently , all the best
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