finding solace from the words written for you.
There is no certainty if I have posted this before, but reading Eileen Tabios' Enheduanna in the 21st Century as recommended by hitorisetsunai, made me stumble to look for words acquiescing with my emotions.
quatrains for kit
Angelo Suarez
there are no shadows when it comes to you-
only nightscapes. or should I say: it is night in that part
of the world where your shadow falls obliquely like a shroud,
your shadow whose weight is the absence of thought,
all thoughtlessness and wingflutter, whose surface
is smoother than the edges of night, each finger a wingless
butterfly sharper than shoulder blades where caterpillars
blossom into song. your shadow whose forehead
is the biblical wilderness the messiah prayed in
for forty days and forty nights, adorned with thickets
and traitors, deer and despair. whose mouth dismantles
planetary systems and detonates stellar clusters,
whose breath is submerged in ethereal moonlight,
whose breath is moonlight, whose face is moon with lips
of moonrock. night falls when you close your eyes,
my love, and nothing stirs except my heart.
I read this and I think of you (and Kim Jaejoong). No reason needed to be explicitly specified.
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What can I do now that we shall never be strangers?
- Eileen Tabios' Enheduanna #14
quatrains for kit
Angelo Suarez
there are no shadows when it comes to you-
only nightscapes. or should I say: it is night in that part
of the world where your shadow falls obliquely like a shroud,
your shadow whose weight is the absence of thought,
all thoughtlessness and wingflutter, whose surface
is smoother than the edges of night, each finger a wingless
butterfly sharper than shoulder blades where caterpillars
blossom into song. your shadow whose forehead
is the biblical wilderness the messiah prayed in
for forty days and forty nights, adorned with thickets
and traitors, deer and despair. whose mouth dismantles
planetary systems and detonates stellar clusters,
whose breath is submerged in ethereal moonlight,
whose breath is moonlight, whose face is moon with lips
of moonrock. night falls when you close your eyes,
my love, and nothing stirs except my heart.
I read this and I think of you (and Kim Jaejoong). No reason needed to be explicitly specified.
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What can I do now that we shall never be strangers?
- Eileen Tabios' Enheduanna #14