28 April 2012
Follow the heart's pulsation through each vein,
And you will reach a pass where lovers pause,
Wondering whither way to make their lane
And thus renew and beautify their course.
Should we take the path that leads to shallow
Waters where the lilies and the bullfrogs
Dwell, or take a more circuitous row
To dark copses with webs for sleeping dogs?
The choices made, remade, renewed and lost,
Are nodes along the route we jointly make.
Your retina my map, my soul's sunk cost,
My scratched lens hardened, clarity opaque.
The heart, the drumming push will syncopate
Our footsteps to a filigree of fate.
Love's Delta • Opuss № I