Maiden Song
Our ties are conditioned
to change, I concede,
But loss of love infuses vice
She staggers from
sensuous embrace
to unsavoury tryst
A single day for her
endures derision
and fuses with spite
Permissive intrusions on
her formative grace
ensure a slow descent
Idyllic consumption of faith
melds with disgrace
And discarded life
is piled upon nameless symptoms
My beloved maiden buries creed
She tippy-toes between star-rays
in recurrent mists
Thrust by uneven electives
to the throes of inquest
Finding those with a sensitive nature...
unbearably kind
They judge and spew soundless expletives
Clamour for unreachable life infinites,
She senses
that hope beyond a steep pier
is indelibly true...
but putatively quaint
She dives for cover
when senses engage
Derides her stilts
when
time is lost
And sings my praise
when night invites
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