as the primal heart reveals what is imprinted
an unplanned metaphor
this is the lighter side of a darker trade
there are foreseeable moments
like the vision of a lover's glimpse
that is the glance of love at first sight
she dreamt of whom she might offer
light the fire of a poetic shiver
charming artistic countenance of desire
the essence of speed
to receive an infinite seed
calling suitably sincere without alarm
a farewell to blessed
to the unfair and undressed
threads bare
only the emergence on a thread of mystery
woven in time in the subtle moon light
desires run on through the night
onto devotion then onto sorrow, to absolute devotion and absolute sorrow
where it all ends arises from her heart of hindsight
"...the emergence
on a thread of mystery..." Dream come true stuff that. Poet! Poet! - Stella