Courtship Encumbered

Nestled is the slender twisting trail canyon between timeless steep aspiring mountains and meditative sopheric sea waters The frail road deepens into lofty thickness further from the harsh volcanic valley where passion’s throes are ever in abeyance as days grind on at a petty pace, as winding cathartic minds strive to be free and leave their fears of mortal sin, intrusive family— religious dogma dismissive, oppressive My yearning heart writhes in agonizing prose knowing senses magma guilt etched into my very core, now behind I’ll unwind, in a soft bed of sand that awaits Spring’s strong winds of life call, visible the sea in the distance, in instance, heads tilt, abut, falling upon my wooer’s shoulder, he presses gears, downshifts reaching tireless slate-gray force spreading over ocean floors flooding with no remorse An uncommon gallantry he displayed, a warrior’s valiant looks fired up my very essence A dimming sun immerses into a hesitant horizon, sweeping breezes spin warm spells embracing an enchanter’s realm, with its charm he gazed into languid eyes Silhouettes stark, foreheads bow, touch, sweetened sweat from jasmine bushes alongside the road, perks of riding the stallion of steel evoked smiles in sideview mirror, heated rims, spokes spun Dismount a stroll, toes sank in sand, holding hands dodging driftwood washed ashore, I chose a serpent shaped, a souvenir! I’d glue turquoise stone eyes, a keepsake, or an omen? Zena’s cove of guilty pleasures seal fates, certainly not rhythmic lapping waves against the shore nor salmon sunset or a waxing crescent moon, and not the wistful ocean’s teary spray Its tears wetted my cheeks in afterglows Lest moonlit sky amongst shy hidden stars Pangs subside, panic betides, doctrine ridden not from our marrow Womb’s flower in bloom, a secret kept, an advent arrival The planets wept, forms beyond birth of celestial bodies, one existence yet does sin exist in celestial angels? He held tightly, softly whispered let’s run away, his proposal on adulthood’s precarious cusp, bestowed him a refusal, sweet youth ruins Alas and alack life proceeds steady as ebb and flow of the tides After a precious gem she’s named, sweet lord never more blissful, daughter Caressed are tranquil ocean waves