illusive attraction
small perfect beads
of latent desire
glimmering
delicious diamonds
among
fires fluttering
in
banked repose
fertile wants
so cleverly caged
by but the mere vast measure
of space
bordering the in between
spirits so easily drawn
warm steadily insistent
to the pulse
of concentration
I can not explain away
the intimacy of your words
yet, I feel the fragile strands
of the web so suddenly woven
by a thoroughly enraptured you
wanton brim to overflowing wanton brim
a subtle surge of interest throbs
in our own words and ideas
about each other
we stand caught
lured into a blended vision
we can not afford to take for granted
not if reality plays her finest
concerto
to the deafening applause
of a most capricious audience
for it is here
that the flowers given
must be
preserved..............
(written July 13, 2007 345am)