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Atlas and Lovers

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At the bottom

Of the world
Atlas strains
to lift his burden.
At the top,
Two lovers embrace.
The male lover
chained to
rock of earth,
She amorously
attacks
And picks at him
Winged,
Like a tender hawk,
An angel.
And G_d
has skewered
The world in a middle
Place with
His staff,
Like an apple with
a piece displaced.
He suspends it
And holds it
firmly In its’ place.
Atlas lifts only
What he can bear,
although his
Burden is thought
Unbearable,
And the lovers
Although chained
grow anew,
and curious,
suspended,
They
Float In the air,
Their love,
A flame of
Sweet terror
And
Furious.

Emerald

Who could have known  Your face would  launch a thousand  ships , the forbidden taste of  blood red lips  Stolen,  How delicate  Your hand ,  And smooth   The curve of hip, Your form tender  As etherial dove, An embodied love, On wings  Set free  caressed by sun  And spread in open air  Across  The glistening waves  Of the emerald seas  That are your  eyes.

Who could have
known
Your face would
launch a thousand
ships ,
the forbidden taste of
blood red lips
Stolen,
How delicate
Your hand ,
And smooth
The curve of hip,
Your form tender
As etherial dove,
An embodied love,
On wings
Set free
caressed by sun
And spread in open air
Across
The glistening waves
Of the emerald seas
That
are
your
eyes.

Lovers Parted Death

He sat on boat edge
as the boatman
with ancient oar
strummed rhythm
on the water .
She waited
on the other shore
Facing west
back turned away
In
fear
of a losing glance
again.
She refrained
from turning
as she flung back a hand
In an eastern direction
in a longing salutation
And the boat
it seemed up so high ,
floating on the air
above the water
as in winged embrace
the angel
held them
both together
and spirited
them away .