Union
Union
In these ephemeral connections of branch to trunk
twigs to the streams of leaf and leaves to air partake
On the petaled opening flower in tinted teased naked hues
dripping such savage shades within fire buds
In dawning as the sun tingled with a planets quiet breathing
the calm lucidity of sultry undertone hushed augur of night
In the bell chimed ring replying to skylarks winging proclamations
alarms quick and open calls to fields of incessant yearning
Within the crashing waves and seething currents dangers
Against the commiseration of rocks should fall hearts broken
Yes; even with these the never ending march of days
and yes; even in the dizzy clouds thunderous applauding
and the crackled fire of my ever gasp wondered lightning
With feathers
With the eyes of Valentino
and with the hands of children
With passion
I feel you
My love
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