Love is leviathan

Still

and my shame, my sadness, mocks me

I can not abate or assuage

the despondency

of the indecorate inadequacy

but we danced in the dark

and I will remember your hair surrounding me

in a last summer kiss

Still

and I can not stop

I understand the clarion

The allure

of the sirens call

I would so willingly drown in you

Loose myself to the depth of who you are

Love is leviathan, I can not escape

Still

and my words hurt you

invited into sanctum

twice trusted…now

You think yourself a fool

I would quench them from your memory

Abrading every hurt with laughter and reverent devotion

I would give passion to the wind and let joy take flight