Oct 201998
 

Title: Errant Soliloquy
Fandom: N/A
Characters: N/A
Rating: G-
Warnings: Sappy. So sappy, I’m surprised it hasn’t turned to amber.
Notes: Ars(e) Poetica #18. October 20, 1998. This one’s for the mysterious Robin, who slips in and out of my tales.


i slipped and fell so deep into your eyes
and revelled in the tempest of their depths
enraptured by you, i soliloquised
and scarcely noticed all the tears i wept

O, tears of joy! your faded countenance
epitome of all i once desired
i watch you move and tiny shadows dance
rekindling the ash of passion’s fire

desirous of touch, with fingers bold
i reassure myself your flesh is real
staying chaste may seem so very cold
but i don’t want to change the way we feel

tonight i’ll wish upon the brightest star
that i can have you just the way you are

1998.10.20 :: #18