Playful derangement seems about right

Like there is no other community

No indigenous fear to telephone home about

Milestones, something else.

A principled committee

Wavers at all but one dismissal

By handing you a spark

That’ll leave you wilting

Like a candle.

Saviour to none,

Unread, amidst all the pulp

Lies the now glacial warning

Portrayed beautifully.

If only hunger was a genetic endeavor

A simulation of godliness,

Then the universe’s generosity would not have been in vane.

Is it then my wits’ destiny to master senseless transposition,

To ground any flight of fantasy,

Line it in sublime encryption?

And who but you, my lover, should take up the challenge

Of unstitching this proximity to love

Where flames kiss each other

Spawned by endlessness.

Ah to be careless, until further notice

Safely harbored at the giving flow.

We forever gain closure,

Essence of our deep workings

Moisture and palpitation

Like some luxury made of speed and summer,

Reckless.

Me, dazing at the threshold

Then, for your hand pushes me inwards

I dive into your finish line.