Flowers from my garden set off in Uranium green
The inky darkness of a midsummer night found flickering light from looking glasses reflecting scented candles
Last night, bathed, softened by oils pressed from nature I lay
as both virgin and courtesan
Pure whiteness waiting to welcome you home
Lurching in my heart as I heard a chime, was relief, felt, only briefly, a moment of connection and then you were gone
The sound of your voice echoes on the sinew of my body covetous of renewed resonance
Our simple troth to expand the others’ mind, to give and take pleasure
Is this too hard when the blood of men and women is spilled in the streets for freedom?
Always, investment variously expended sustains what we value, ambivalence destroys
Though I allowed myself trust, to believe otherwise, to your credit
You warned me of how boredom settles over you quickly
Fragile love no different than governments being toppled
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