'The Genesis of Being...'

The extraction
of
her visage
during the early morn' ritual
an homage to,
"belleza perfecta de amor"

drapes indelible tracks that
crisscross, as they wander through
the canals of isolated memories...

where upon islands
of emotions slow dances with thought
as it bares witness
to her succulent splendor...

shared duty
with each passing second
of her fragrant aroma
though
elusive  her aura

left awestruck
as next victim
it claims
is no match...

all fall the same
when love...

whispers the soul's name