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Date Posted: 07:20:41 03/29/03 Sat
Author: Gray Squirrel
Author Host/IP: 0-1pool27-206.nas52.stockton1.ca.us.da.qwest.net / 65.147.27.206
Subject: Infinity

Infinity

Gifts of the heart,
Gained, solemnly spaced,
Reckoned in place,
Taken as deeds.

Freedom means nothing to a lover.

The turning key,
The lock in place...
You came through a door
From nowhere else,
Your spirit in gold,
Your thoughts...
In silent soft parade.

A Monument in flesh
And bone and hair,
Still life to a moment,
Upon still life again,
You stood in greeting.

Pyramidal now, conical,
The apex there,
Those eyes in emerald.
And there an ocean
Of melted gold, meted out
In waves over staccato years.

Ascending the throne in nonchalance,
You knighted my commitment
With a shadow, alone I
Caught you smiling, reaching
Through a dream,
Concubine, gigolo! Bound...
To serve the ether.
You.

The magician pulls his bow,
The stars fill their marks,
The chorus takes flight.
I stumble weeping to your hands,
To the weather of your arms,
That kiss...

That braid, the beginning,
Red and blue, merged,
Unexplained.

Dancing beyond exhaustion,
Reborn, painting a culture of two,
Brushstroke by brushstroke.
We recreate wit and inspiration,
We bleed and weep and battle,
We shift together, crossing each line
Beyond separation.

What events? I can recite them
Like chapters, verses, sonnets...
From sand-filled creases
To stone betrayal...
From fleeting glances
To startled truth,
Crushed, blamed, bested.

And still no test to challenge
The depth of absorption,
Looking, just blending,
Mine into yours into mine.

So now, where the pages turn,
Me on my odyssey, you
In your faith, your loyalty ode,
The humor of heaven
Feigning harmlessness
In twilight baritone.

What gravity is this?
Pulling hard against
The bricks and bars?
The same as a golden key,
The same magician,
That infinity.

-Gray Squirrel

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