Long and twisted grow the days
Magnetic forces collide
Dispersed broken into slivers
Sparks burn effortlessly
Losing the coppery twine
Cool air surrounds like a fresh icy pool
Refreshing the burning deep of desire
And pulls softly
Memories flood the crevices
Sensually there enters an earthed tenderness
Beholding and beheading the matter
Divining the heady mix
They face each other’s tormented spirits
As if in duel
Mirroring mistakes
As time teeters
Edging the cracks open
Ticking ever so slowly
Creeping endlessly forth
Like a viral march
Tendrils wrap constricting ability
Choking the last remnants of breath
Yet magnetism wins
Constricting the ticking in her head
Till it snaps
Dissolving fragments of perception
In orbit at last
Casual damage is evicted
He gathers her energy
Invigorated
They float towards
A whole new world
As the rose of sunset smiles leaving a wake behind them …
Angelique L. Jenkins
28.10.14
