Intuitive compositions runs warm ink
Into a walked portal of exquisite moments
Change stages of the prepositional phrase
For a breath of pretext atmospheres of seeing your sigh of relief in the
cold.
Gripping improvisation to perform tightrope acts
Stalk war of verbs drenched a resilient
Weird way to describe rapid eye movement,
Yet the night I understood how your body worked
The blue stars smiled in the aurora’s heart line
Twinkling the sand’s shimmer arousing my power.
I never grew up since you commanded my hands
Quenched a pure discipline crafted dexterity
Submerged in a silenced groove entreats
Experienced amplitudes at the compromise of cohesion.
Measured incandescence converge several
Buffed instruments played in vindictive bravado
Fluff first impression’s failure ensemble blessings.

The Crown royal burn aroma over romanticized
A stealth disparity recreating a night’s drama
Ceased a conscience in dispirit from your crying.
Unapologetic for a Valentine’s lack
Being not so much a misjudged love yet defeated in truth,
But self-love never rejected a joy’s respect.
Never such a reluctance knowing a flower unpicked in my calm
Dashed unloved brown sugar out my palm.
Yet flying so comfortably under your wing in beautiful arnica,
Contentedly holding you clings acquiescence
Of momentums of being missed into my path of least resistance.

© 2002 Aquil Rowe

Aquil Rowe is a poet from the Boston Area. To contact author e-mail: Mrrowe@hotmail.com