AFTERMATH contemplating the frail contemplating the fragile i saw this is in your eyes variances unknown algorythm unknown beyond the knowlege of the great my attempts your fate the amazing way that we became one and now it is impossible the future is evident the future is inevitable and the perfection achieved therein my fear swallows me whole as i contemplate then i remember his words, those that spoke to you and at that time the swallowing ceases and i can breathe again fathom this you left me in a mood such as this pensive, contemplative, lovely, me and the question is honest and the question is real and the question is unasked and the question is unfathomed and the yolk is easy and the burden is light and wait wait as my love swallows you whole perhaps you will like it and perhaps you will run but now the choice, mistake or not, has been made we, the united me, have chosen love has slipped from my lips, dripped down my chin, and landed in his lap. NEXT POEM MY POETRY HOME |