We
ache for love a brilliant love distorted by love. Its
dolphin
love and lemur love an aching love. We’re
miles
to home thrown into a future where kangaroos
dance.
Court me, love; where I feel as a brocket ever
to
long for a soothing voice. I partake of Asian waters
so
far a land and ever to sit still. We’re curious souls
even
flamingos to touch and withdraw. I kissed a
passion
adrift for heartache to mold disaster. We cried
for
life ten miles to sure feeding finches. Was it spent,
love;
a bank account empty and bleeding ashes. I
wrestled
a jungle cat to court a cheetah ever to incur
bruises.
It was welts to steer a conscience where
headaches
ensued; but we loved ever to scream fallin’
into
climaxes. How is love a cobra?
—ever
torn to match with tornados and groom
alligators
running through deserts and ever found in
turmoil.
I tear to ponder a gallant soul surging through
life
for death ever to protect love. I was born a coyote
to
morph into a wolf and ever to surface as a jaguar.
We
stood for broken hole in parts to love as friends
where
love was satiated by needs. We perish so softly a
repeated
cycle longing to mimic a perfect union.
