Corona Fears
Smoldering reflections of a scarlet moon,
wearing a crimson half-smile ...
silhouette rest on the rose-embroidered kimono,
draping your naked anxiety
Thorns on the other side of the pillow —
lonely fears of a union dissolving,
pierce through the silvery sob dreams
Shivering cold thoughts,
coming from eyelids closed,
are silently screaming
for the laminated cover of the pages
to be turned
Lately, being warmed by artificial heat
is so unsatisfying
You can feel it everyday ...
the real passion slowly dying
Dwindling away are the fiery, loving memories,
drenched by the crying
Corona fears ...
Moist hope flying into the sun
These singed Icarus years,
has marred your soul
No makeup sessions can hide
what the hurt has done to you mentally
The mirror reveals nightly,
the hideous toll on your face physically
Cold-cream snowflake dreams
mask the wrinkled, waking uncertainty
Oh, how you long to feel the heat once more
on your frigid body
The passion of love’s flames
consuming you with sweaty pleasure
Melting the corona fears away ...
You would gladly disrobe your tears,
and dive into in the pooling,
cooling wax of this brief, candlelight joy
As wet kisses of sultry desire disappear
into the fireplace, heart ablaze
Suffering in such intense ecstasy,
embraced by warm bliss
You would love to feel the dying glow
blowing out the door this way
Even if the sweet taste
of this succulent, ember memory
is a parting gift —
grief-wrapped for an attic berth day
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