Immersions

let love be the more of it

than it is 

more than the merely be

and the more 

is the wondering

wondrous trouble of love 

the wandering lazy maze of 

tempting flowering lanes

the wanton careless pleasures 

of honeysuckle hung from mossy stone fences

being lost on an abandoned beach

by an abandoned sea

immersions of the hand in hand 

in open meadows 

lifting woods

trill of her every word

her jealous 

chirpless 

birds

stumbling in its intoxications

toxicity of a drenching kiss in hard rain

I take just enough of the stunning poison

to stay alive in her embrace

celebrate the extinction

of old love 

loves

salt of a 

consuming

immersing

thirst

jppestana december 29, 2016