a fiery lava pool is my heart
a lake of incandescence bubbling
over my body melting me to raw emotion
burying me in an orgasmic pyroclastic flow of feelings
Love has taken on meaning
has produced Life
messy viscous muddy hot
writhing
Life
has given new depth to my volcanic soul
and driven temperatures
to icy bottomless chasms
under which is my fire my heart’s hearth
a legion of ghosts crawls over my rim
an infantry of past experiences to
remind my heart
of a once-fought war on the field of my soul
on the Plains of Love
in the chapel of my body
my heart pours its lavic gift over
my rim
leaving nothing of them to recall
or bring forward
or sound retreat
for
they are not memories anymore
they are echoes of echoes of echoes disappeared
neither inchoate nor fully realized
gone
c. 2017 Roberta Compton Rainwater
Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 7:19 PM UTC
a fiery lava pool is my heart
a lake of incandescence bubbling
over my body melting me to raw emotion
burying me in an orgasmic pyroclastic flow of feelings
Love has taken on meaning
has produced Life
messy viscous muddy hot
writhing
Life
has given new depth to my volcanic soul
and driven temperatures
to icy bottomless chasms
under which is my fire my heart’s hearth
a legion of ghosts crawls over my rim
an infantry of past experiences to
remind my heart
of a once-fought war on the field of my soul
on the Plains of Love
in the chapel of my body
my heart pours its lavic gift over
my rim
leaving nothing of them to recall
or bring forward
or sound retreat
for
they are not memories anymore
they are echoes of echoes of echoes disappeared
neither inchoate nor fully realized
gone
c. 2017 Roberta Compton Rainwater
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