Your love, a black lion,tears at my flesh,rips out my bones.--after Rumi.
Shade, shadow, across your face, a sadness in your eyes that is almost mine, muffled words saying God knows what. Sometimes you wear it lightly, like the soft, dazzling wing of crow, glistening under the black sun.
Your image fades and recedes, takes a step back, ready to fall. The other side of the dark mirror, of my eyes, imprisoned there, hoping that the bottle breaks and does not break.
"And what if it should break, would you not forget me then?"
But I see you most clearly when I do not see you. Even then, I shall stare at the imageless dark mirror. For then there shall be no distance between us. And your flesh will be as my flesh, dark with knowing.
3 comments:
is that oh! or O! or a typo: ooh, or your Japanese (N)oh?
why oh. and not simply oh?
was this: oh,..
as in : oh, not more of this crap or was was it a surprised oh, as in "oh, how weird"?
Or was it simply a neutral 'oh' (if there can be such a thing)?
Was it a time-saving 'oh'? A mystical 'oh' (like the Hindus om)?
Was it a fatalistic oh, like ach or och?
and oh of disdain: Oh, you silly ...
a friendly 'oh' :-0
?
A questioning oh..I bet it was that...oh, really?
an imperious female oh that brushes off us lower tribes?
of all the comments i have received in 3 years of blogging this was the most enigmatic (except for sexy's...sexy, if you're reading this please come back..even if you are only an automaton!
a comment exchange worthy of a post on its own :)
hello, b. (hi, r.)
:)
(verification word - 'fight'...)
hello, mani!
verification word:
cinnamon roll
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