Little dove-true love
concubine white wine Pure-No
To touch-red and real

Bile in my throat
Acid dance to my gullet
I want this to end

the symposium
Looking at my own reflection
Love loves in refraction
staring at images

I'm falling asleep to you in the night
Love's incalculable
The forms of beauty fill the void
where nothing becomes actual.
Actual.
Searching what can be held on to.

what is unlimited?
What won't leave me?
Don't leave me.

Evening blooms
Splendor in a flower's touch.
Bud sprouts,
Divinity's Greek anemone clutched

Seized tightly in a snake lip
Flower represents ****** love-
Time slips.
Passion flows through wild daffodils
New beginnings foreshadow future ills

Narcissus over pound looms
Reflection broods
Love loves in hammer's grip