It was brutal and visceral
Painstaking
When allowed to breath
Consume
the metered tempo
Pages of subtleties noted...
horse whipped fantasies
ques in fatal revelations
lovers shouting out
what they truly mean!
Dusk to dust, vanished with one
stroke of delicious body intelligence
savored in love's spring
this birthing again brings
ahead of me, all that poignant mystery.
I strap on my day like an ummm-worked canvas
Glasses and wrinkles
Some say twinkles under the eyes
intuitively sneaking for a ‘once again surprise’
(Always waiting… energy like this never dies)
Linaji 2011