MISTY VAPORS
There are so many vapors between us; unsayable heart’s
Intentions that never quite condense as a love recognizable;
For so many humans, what is near is always so far away.
Spendthrift of lamentations; we short shrift ourselves to
Never allow our heart’s ruptures be given a voice and
Relegate them to inchoate misty insipient vapors.
Some of these vapors if allowed to manifest would be a
Vivified golem uttering long forgotten lamentations; others
Would be angels breathing in us a new life of soft wonders.
I would like to be a blade of grass catching a dewdrop from
Your unspoken heart than to wander in the mist of unknowing;
Maybe after so many drops I could understand your auguries.
Because of these mist, love remains such a nascent chrysalis
That even if the petals opened it would be too nascent to see;
Such mists should only exist in genie bottles holding jinns.
Let me summon you by modulating your heart’s ruptures into
A tangible and recognizable euphony; though you are a goddess
And I am not a god to be, let me be part of your ongoing symphony.