MAUDLIN MAWS▪︎Poetry (3)

16. If I dared

Clarion is your climbing on my desire;
Loud and clear
Entrancing the life of me in velvet ropes of charm.
Feelings do suffocate
Even hold a man's chest amaranthine on a cross; an altar to his standing allegiance for love,
For everything nudging his weaknesses
Aboding in ghosts of lust his thoughts.

I might have set a far fetched intent
In the purpose of anchoring your essence as the first denotation to my soul
Perhaps cupid pierces your excellence,
Heeds your delicacy to my discreet fascination (sole excuse for my misery )
Makes you leave your secret chambers; those doors with no keys or outer locks.
Crimped in a tower, a portrait, a golden golden body you remain
My little hush-hush mistress
Stiff hands and harmless motives (that do seem provocatively dangerous at times)
With malice imbued in your lull stare Telling me:
"You can be a part of this, you can be free if you dared to dive"

A dizzy moon kindled by our sight
Drunk in twilight thoughts
Of involuted figurative talks
Of stark-naked tongues.
Touching within a distance that didn't involve physical touch
Preying eatch other in carnal courtesies
Alongside the pond of cursed lovers
The feel of pealing flesh against
The combustion of a heart set to give in
The night_dying at our arms;
Palms of stars extended generously to mount the ghost of her crown (dead girls can't be monarchs);
Lightyear offerings to her eyes
As if the night too wanted to hear her say I love you
Feel the earth set with the quiver of her heart in despair strokes
But she inlike the way everyone blabed around
Was faithful to a front stage behavior;
Regulating her lips in fashionable honey
Speaking only in dreary lines
Befriending my good faith
Assailing my nerve and killing me softly

Without a word but impasive silence_
Shall I let my shoes slumber in that pond ?
Take the trail back to the definite clif ? Or back down ?
Shall I walk back to my room, search for you in the archives of my mind ?
Say nothing, let every breath you stole from my lungs speak in amatory prose in perpetuity ?
Or dive ?

24 November 2022