Friday, June 01, 2007

twirled and filigreed


twirling desires
are not always forbidden
the roots, they stem from
are already embedded deep
under the ground
since the time
long ago
a seed to some effect
was planted
by discreet hands.

a filigreed window
filtering with warmth from
a deep purple sunset
can open the mind to vistas
of affection; and
devotion; and
to some extent -
to twilight zone where
love exists only
in a sublime way...
fluid enough to mould
to anyone's dislike;
and like

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