Dissolve

for a moment forget

the poets' timely rhymes

unreasoning seasons of love

after all what do they know

but their own rapture

I say no spring is needed

for these fleeting hearts to flower

no fresh rain to boldly cling

to the warmth of their

captured bodies

wet cotton

its in these cold

shaded whites

grays of winter

precarious clarity

of dripping ice

that spark

the easy dreamers

chasing blossoms

dissolving

to dreams

jppestana january 9, 2017