Poem – “Gust” – Romance – 6/26/2020

Feel bliss,

The folding kiss

That stains the wholehearted gain

Of our inevitable future, in this pain.

You desire hope,

Yet I lapse

Into a contrast,

On the side of grief and bedeviled life.

Your eyes

Part ways with the water

To see the fires that are stilled,

Stiller than the frozen ocean,

For that water is mine.

It is mine, when the fear is so sublime.

The colors,

The ratio

Of different shades of Hell

Upon individual Heavens,

Has me staying

Upon the clock's face

Without anything to trace,

Holding time in my hands.

You were the fading breath

Going into the wilderness,

Leaving me to the droplets of rain

For my quilted tenderness.