Rev. Gerald Dillenbeck Poet Prose Poetry

Vistas of Love

When I imagine my iconic vistas of love,
I watch a sunset
red and yellow,
purple and pink,
bruised lavendar and darkening grey
until pointing jagged mountain peaks
turn to black understoried landscape
plunging against gravity
toward a slowly emerging sea
of glittering stars

Twinkling pinpoints
of light's long poignant memories.

I imagine this vista
through my velvet brown-skinned manchild's deep autumnal eyes
starting back and forth,
side to side,
without capacity or need for language
to absorb Earth's dusky light 
and pine-soaked scent
turning up toward dancing brights
'til dawn's epiphany of grey
then transgressing violet lust
for sensuous life.

I imagine iconic eros vistas
and feel internal agape
conjoining philos,
appearing nowhere
except together,
like Yang strong bright 
and Yin flow night.

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