Unseen

Tonight I have seen
A show unseen
Never to be forgotten, until the end of days.
No figment of drunken brutality
Or swindle of decieved imagination
Was this unseen show.
A flurry of sensation
Of sensual flesh
And sweetest seduction
A kin to
Warm honey
Down thy throat
Was this.

Twisting and turning
In such unseen motions
With the greatest smoke
and mirrors to be
Beauty unfathomable
as it was true.

With such seduction I found myself
Ensnared
My heart
Pounding.
My lungs
Bellowing
My eyes had seen heaven and hell

In the same being.
Such divine motion
And unholy intention
Did surly drive me to affection.

But in her motions
In the gleam of her eyes
And the Confidence of her hands
Did I see a greater beauty.
One of soul and spirit. 

And in that moment I saw
The drunken brutality of swindled imagination
The gorping and lower appreciation
Of my fellow viewers
Left me with
A bitter taste
So unakin to honey
Running down my throat.

The seduction was true in nature
But in this vessel of unfathomable beauty
Was something more
Something old
And filled with wonder

And this person
I wish greatly to know
But the opportunity
Was never presented
And for this
Does chance remark with bitter words
To fate
"If only, if only"

Reviews

[JD Jessop]

Drunken brutality and swindled imagination. Good stuff!