Rules of Dispassion
Look ... but don’t touch
Touch ... but don’t taste
Taste ... but don’t enjoy
Enjoy ... but don’t ever show it
A dispassionate display,
cold dish served on an ice tray
Heart beat is sub-zero,
Arctic thoughts are so cadaver cold
Bosom heat is distant Pluto,
Permafrost eyes are frigid windows
Cold fish caught in the Aleutian Sea,
Icebox lungs became frozen gill memories
Popsicle toes icicle fingers
Polar bear nose
Penguin echoes seem to glacial linger
Tropical grace melt ice-cold, igloo cubicles
Rainforest place warmly blow tear heart-shaped miracles
Show the passion ... but don’t ever let go of it
Let go of it ... but don’t ever forget how to find it again
And again and again and again ... and
keep looking for that loving touch
Searching beyond earth’s end
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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