la mia scomparsa

la mia scomparsa


this is my demise:
that rhapsody of passion
starting at your touch
that mellifluous ardor would be crushed.
this is my demise:
that such sophistry would allow
my head to spin like fiery snowflakes
drifting obediently onto wet earth.
i wonder at you.
i wonder: if you enjoy this.
this is my demise:
that zephyr attatchment, my crutch,
my heart your bauble--to do what you wish.
that icy cloud
becomes me.
this is my demise:
that whirlwind paroxysm my fate to inscribe:
a thousand breathless kismets,
all broken, all mine.