look at me
sighing with perception
that circle endurance
ascending to promise
then grabs
aching
and
piercing
here are the moods
of
wearing the Noh mask
look at me
restrained in the pose of this prose
white mask captured
with the grin of demise
lush parted lips
taste the heat
in these smoky feelings
tinted in trips
listening to soft mantras
look at me
descending towards
an invitation of embrace
look at me
taste the hunger
on the tip
of the tongue
feeling full quakes
of a beating heart
look at me
dream like
hungry with promises
of charms that lie beneath
drawing desire from a binding
believing every lie
captivated
mysterious limbs tangle
more burning
fevers rush in fiery force
ascending higher
a bursting climax
the sounds and movements
of dancing in the flames
seared and then reduced
in the smoldering afterglow
now the wind blows
the ashes of the fire
are strewn
and then forgotten