Eonian Love

Adust cutis curls, founders
 onto desert pavement.
  Dry-shod, caked into
a geometric blueprint
 Pueblo, silent it's former
 shade of blush- wine
  fades

Adhesive expressions fair
in the breeze no longer
 tell of eonian love  
Effort lost, for two
who knew love
    once
Love, no longer
for two
 who once knew
   love