The Vicissitude Of Love

Translucency of our love, morphed through eons of 
treacherous storms some lucid, others ambiguous 
words were merely breaths of smoke rising from 
dormant oceans of volcanic ripple convoluted and 
muddled, conjugating perfectly reposed strings 
misconstruing language of love. 

Ripeness of our flesh fed furtive whispers of 
self exile, the solitude imprisoned through past walls 
impairing fingers and touch; expanse of emotions 
were sirens to song of death filling aspirations for 
Elysian fields with hopelessness and despair 
in this space of 'Us' . 

Living truth of our love fragmentally premature 
at birth in this breath, testimony inked on petals 
shall blow on through passages of time 
ashes to ashes, our eulogy concealed in a vessel 
soundless and motionless sphering to another time 
re-birthed with hopes of perpetual existence 
entwined in numinous divinity. 

I shall be there, my love 
waiting for your arrival 
four seasons of weather 
to be whole again 
with you as one. 

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Written by Vee (Rina)
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