persephone | sonnet ten posted by imani , Friday, February 12, 2010 at 11:27 AM, in Labels: ars poetica

pierced by the magnetic, gleaming air
you breathe, devoured by the depth
that anchor my halo to your terrain,
while the polar shifts and the axes

fasten the metallic scent of your
body to mine, entangled to the
tides of emptiness, borne of vastness and
warmth, desire and destiny

chained to the melancholic machineries
of your touch and veins, delicate
and intricate mornings undaunted

by shaded rocks, colliding galaxies
hunting for impatient shadows
humming in oblivion.