Dateless

Dates mean nothing. The poems are just ordered as I please. I believe I still have a mostly accurate account of dates elsewhere.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

"The fascination"

 The fascination

This is very awkward but I finally found the fascination

All of my loves combined in revelation


It is the face

My heart does race

Infini Entendre is all that can describe that face


I expand beyond all proportions

Aright all of life's small distortions


It is the voice

There is no choice

My every cell vibrates to that voice


I've often thought that I should be ashamed

For loving so a woman I don't know

And for so many other reasons

But, now I find it is the soul so aimed

At me; For that une autre vie is the only show

For all of the seasons


There is no choice


I am aligned and in tune

You create my existence

I will have une autre vie

For so many reasons


It is refined, Maybe June

There is no resistance

I will create une autre vie

For all the seasons


You are, of course, correct; no more dreaming; we both deserve the real thing.  A life of sighs.  It's been a long time coming. 


Maybe not my favorite poem but surely my favorite thoughts.  They are accurate.


It is so far from my favorite poetry that I will probably be driven to rewrite it forever.  At least I know I expressed most of what I meant to address.  Though, because of one word, one reality (infini), I can never express it fully.  Not in this life, at least.


Oh, by the way, we will learn guitar and piano next life thoroughly.  When it counts.


It's really, really a horrible poem.  Since, I have found so many other ways in which you are a Kaleidoscope I had to start a list.