battling the sudden, undeniable fire,
seeking the energy of your gaze
blanketing what i know of this life,
under the sweltering heat of the
midday sun, like the music of a
sonnet you cannot escape, i urge
the clouds to shroud my heart
with memories of you and i,
now until the end that i do not see,
now until never, now until time
understands no other reason
but us, humbled by the sweeping,
inevitable faith for the one
who keeps my embraces and glances.
synapses | sonnet thirty two
posted by
imani
, Wednesday, August 24, 2011 at 1:12 PM, in
Labels:
ars poetica
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment