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The Science of Love

chemicals conspire in creeping caustic crawl

voluminous veins decry a seratonin withdrawal

such is the chemistry of love

.

dopamine, incendiary infiltrate

under weight of sighs shall consummate

the inexplicable science of love

.

yet beyond these clusters of chemistry

the flounce of frivolous formulae

wrenched from abstinence

an improbable covalence

are

we

Aloft

unforeseen and out of character

when you released me

i soared high; i spun

shimmer saunter, aloft

taunting tassels at the sun

.

rainbow shadow skipping over ground

chase it, heed the fluttering sound

rich reveries release

and a polish on palm remained

friction fused memories

a scar there ingrained

plastic tattered trailing

crucified on splintering frame

to soar and dip

in giddy refrain

.

predisposed to lure of flight

spiral of slackening string

i am a kite

Splintered

with spindles bosky and silhouette

we perforate the sky, such brittle regret

yet once we stood crookedly proud

resplendent with leaf

so elegantly bowed

.

do you recall when our roots first touched?

you shivered

sending squirrel from covert lair

wooden glances; your arborous armour

barked “beware”

yet I advanced with patient seasons at my side

supporting nest of solitary wren

a foliage crested bride

Sweet interlude

how treasured the luscious mango

full lips seek only the sweetest flesh

in strands of sun drenched gold

pull from stone; slip and hold

eyes laugh, I behold

the succulence of you

in your scented,ripened lair

but ...shall you share?

.

juice runs down the chin

glance invites a nectarous sin

papaya proclaims

it’s time to begin

.

tauntingly, we hesitate

transfixed as

fruit flies congregate

their syrup souls to immolate

A Moment

we hear what we we choose to hear

staccato of ponderous piccolo

amidst the woodwind flurry

or tense tympanic tantrum

to harmonize uneasy worry

.

we feel what we want to feel

clutch at a single stem

to let the thorns bury deep

why not instead the petals

velvet soft in palm to keep?

.

we dream what we want to dream

that even the barren meadow

basks full

so full of sunshine

Vulture

i am content to be a scavenger

sparsely feathered, trembling

with a stench of carrion from window

ajar, yet chained

.

i linger, watchful

preening wings and

tentatively twisted talons

yet, with the filtered light of dawn

twist of neck….

shall I move on?

.

how i envy the entitled bird of prey

i know only shadow…

detritus

and decay

A Gentle Crime

i was accused of poetry and other lyrical misdemeanours

i blame your eyes

and the lure of their dark expanse

on lazy mornings

.

i was threatened with literary libel

and for that

your lips enticing

even when words of rage flowed

in scorched, syllabic streams

.

of course I had weighed the risk

corporal punishment for corporeal adulation

fifty flesh biting lashes

for pondering lubricious lashes

as you slept

.

and when finally the judge rose to voice verdict

from his bench of jaded experience

grasping gavel, yet not my attention

he absolved me of all crime

for love was the culprit

and I,

an ardent accomplice ….