To the blue of eyes.
Swim I, thine eyes - chambers of Atlantis!
(Lacking, my soul's ocean, 'fore thy richness.)
See - arctic halos! - e'ry gemstone marine,
Take us, world without, set all ships careen!
O, stripes, depth! 'xuding spirits and discourse...
I am no lov'r - filled I, yet, with remorse?
Profound, thine intricacies unfathomed,
With what art has thou held us to ransom?
Sink I (hereon) e'er closer - to be - aye!
The apprentice o' thy sapphiring eyne.
This blue, from end to end, shall bear thy name,
As shall the kingdoms' anthems and refrains!
Drown I, fore'er and more, among strata -
Crystal-lit, glorious moats of aqua! -
Wherewith Atlanteans are - forsooth! - devoured...
Where one kiss must be ... eternally houred.
This love is death, yet I must still love thee -
Matter how not, no death can do love mars!
Then, prior: all earth's Time, her suns and moons,
Even lyrics, and rhyme - All - shall be ours.
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Crowning Love
PoetryListen to his heart/ for the faint things that he wants - Halley's Crowning Love is an exploration of the forms and notions of carnal and incorporeal love, and other beautiful human things. A/N: The Roman numerics (I, II, III, etc.) are Groupers. Gr...
