'no Quatrains, But Refrains' - Part 6

(a poetry collection)
for The Beloved and in honor of Mevlana Jallaladin Rumi ~~~ Third Leaf: "Mavi" (Turkish for 'blue') We love dreaming hallucinations of ivory towers out of fear of tumbling truly asleep into visions of doghouses and nightmares of Tinseltown-Princesses falling in love with the dog in the backyard… * * * Alexander… they called him Great, loved a beautiful soldier and a beautiful horse, kissed one and the riddle is: Did he kiss both? which one first and with the most ardor?… ___ … pulsing… … our blood thick with us together oceans of each other in the salted mist, rapt, I hear your thunder and hiss am at sea in your siren call beckoning my shores cleansed of all else… … our anchor rocked in the umbilical rhythm washing through us ceasingly pulsing… * * * … my vision of you blinded me when you came to live in the irises of my eyes… … the ultimate, marriage of illumination and lustrous darkness… … perfection of vision – blind, yet still seeing irises…
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