amour amour

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

- 10:48 pm

time, unanswered

time passes me slowly,
looks me in the eye,
a thin smile on his lips.

a flick of his wrist;
the last leaf of autumn
sails the final voyage
in the exodus to earth.
(how marvellous it is,
that all borne so high
should return thus!)

in the winter chill,
he finds home still;
my desolation
his inspiration,
as i breathe out
the ashes of spring.

then suddenly,
as if born of the dark-
a wolf howls,
mockingly,
sharing its exuberance
with the frosty night;
where there is blood,
there is hope,
yet silence kills
the lusty lycanthrope.

his black cloak fluttering in the stillness,
he stops to check a broken watch,
and asks,almost conversationally,
for time,
and almost lovingly,
time stands still.

together, they reign as lord and master,
and nothing i do will make day come faster.
"You are but a corpse,
animated,
your rendition of what came to be,
lifeless."

whispering their sweet nothings into my mind,
i start to feel my soul go blind,
yet a thought flits past;
a one winged butterfly,
and suddenly;

a warmth grips him from within,
the pounding and beating of hearts akin,
that spreads and floats,
and flies around,
that seems to emanate
from the ground.

"There is love." he whispered,
as they stand still, stunned,
from what they inferred,

in the bitter cold that no longer numbed;
and as one released,
at last to walk free,
deeper in the woods
as finally,

they remained to stand,
lifeless,as two undone,
the nightingale heralding
a golden, glorious sun.

never again did i ask,
my love.

fin

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