Unbelievable ...
You used to scare me with your torrid schemes.
My mind was a parcel for your unravelling.
There was a time you'd play with its shadows,
and then you said you never took sides...
I believed you then.
Now, I know I was wrong.
You're not to be believed, but sung!
And when my eyes are wet, drowning in this turgid ache,
then I know that I've swelled with you this day.
A mass is a Higgs/Boson,
deifying this mysterious principle of attraction.
Keeping the stars on an ever course,
While I'm assuaged with infinite space,
you move in waves of eternal grace,
and now I have been created.
This day has mattered to one so swayed,
by your hammer of fate!
I hung from remorse too often for words,
yet you beckoned with tears and laughter.
Hidden in unexpected anomalies,
and mysterious mannerisms,
like twinkling eyes at the moment of death.
There is no use with human innuendos
which are crimes that make up minds.
No thought is made without particles,
you have ever before destroyed,
and no tear is without your
infinite recycled amorous affair.
My heart is an elixir of prayers,
with which I consort and hum,
Oh My
OM I
Copyright © Jerry Whalley | Year Posted 2009
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