Chalice

 
Glancing at the portfolio of your likeness

Kindly you offered the key to the gallery 


Your beauty holds such a sacred glow

Similar to a newborn baby or how I would imagine a treasury of brilliant gold 


Love lives despite the layers of petals then blankets then kevlar to bricks and then steel


The heart of life beats strongly


Despite abandoned efforts to get this pomegranate peeled


Despite shoveling dirt

Hiding true feelings beneath pouring earth


Our distance is tearing

I am ripping from your pull