Of All These Only One Wish Held
Incense preceding incantation.
Dance me into a spell,
transfixed by dew.
A drop loves your lash.
You blink the bond broken.
Wisps of wishes ember,
each seed a sacrifice.
Your arms a liquid arc
then shy for a sudden;
shudder in time.
I breathe, I envy your breath.
Unwind delicate and slow,
sped up in spin's mystery.
I trace the path your pulse glows.
In closed eyes the curves
of light you are now linger.
Your shadow tremors at a touch.
We are the ritual and the recitation.
spinkle 2005
Incense preceding incantation.
Dance me into a spell,
transfixed by dew.
A drop loves your lash.
You blink the bond broken.
Wisps of wishes ember,
each seed a sacrifice.
Your arms a liquid arc
then shy for a sudden;
shudder in time.
I breathe, I envy your breath.
Unwind delicate and slow,
sped up in spin's mystery.
I trace the path your pulse glows.
In closed eyes the curves
of light you are now linger.
Your shadow tremors at a touch.
We are the ritual and the recitation.
spinkle 2005
