Black velvet

From the first issue of NEW ::: POETRY MAGAZINE / 2015

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The velvets of your black wings

Taste to me like the beaten winds.

It smells like scents of Etna’s ashen peak sneaks by

To erupt my depths with cold, hard steel!

My depths, indeed, died in those enchanted moments,

Those moments when

You teetered on the ledge, my ami, to feel

The reprise of a smile which put out the light

Slipping on a faded and crumpled floor -

A throne of day, beset with shades

All scratched around time’s core.

...

Still, no time to flee!

You sat down gently,

Playfully,

Swinging his foot,

You hide behind the curtain, a moonlit deer.

You bled a silhouette with the shadows of the absolute...

The shades of a heavenly sphere...

I knew!

All of this - mere illusion of the night!

I knew!

Still, my body hungered for your might!

The spell of fear, the cross

Both rest in vain.

Powerless, they are, for the secret burned lane!

…

The velvet sways

As the milk on sky-ways.

The light drew your lips to it

With innocence!

Oh, heaven, I prayed: “Reduce the steps, trace

Between he and I

Between the dreams tie”

It merely destroys our inner sense!

…

I move myself on

My breath shrinks to a mad ball

In amongst chains of iron veins

Suffering is faceless,

And shame is Belshazzar’s fall

Before hordes of sweet lust, and the banes.

…

My move towards you

left me baring my flesh

And all shivered in blooming, an echo sounds!

It awoke even dew

On the luxurious mesh

of my brown skin.

Your blade kissed, and stays tunic bound

Only a step, oh! My king!

And your blade went about removing burdens within

My heart, my walls, my eaves

Yet burden still fell, as dead leaves,

As agony’s ash...

Yet I am yours, all yours!

Past drops in abyss!

I’m yours, on the edge!

All to-be - in trash.

I saw fighting tongues

of velvet, fading sparks in the smoke

Within my eyes.

You were fast, you were sweet, you were crazy yet wise!

The force of sunset

Left me crucified, down

It ground from my ash a pulsating groan.

I was squeezed like a vine,

and so, gagged and alone

with a shrouding of silk suffering under my bones.

It envied the tenderness of darker bonds!

After I touched your flesh, grasped half a heart.

All closer and closer, I watched how hearths part

To warm my doubts through the night.

And so, my heart beats, it

Throbs in pain and in fright!

A single blink, a single breath, again and again,

I felt only velvet,

the velvet of your wings,

In sense, in my senses,

it stayed darker than night,

yet soft as incenses.

It feels as the mystery of an ancient shrine,

Its colour, that infinity shine

But I’m so carefree and young,

Burst in altar of tongue

Like an obsession ...

I could crash down all the keys of temptation

from the stairs of illusion!

I could crush them like a time frozen bud -

Those keys revive stoney dreams, your death,

with hot blood.

I could abandon the wisdoms

Of your charmed gaze!

I could abandon all knowledge

in the depths of a maze -

the crown on the two warm horns.

I could abandon all of this, like skyey thorns,

a burden for all the idolators psalms!

Yet you remained ice calm,

you remained so clever!

You whispered to me that death would not come,

Not now, not ever.

You whispered that there is only immortality

where years line the dust with anointing oil

And vices smolder on hard red soil

And in the wind which scatters shattered bones,

lust gives birth to faceless clones...

A mirror melody of the flesh!

Do you want me?

Or my soul?

For your throne which is raised

Above the shadows

Of tamed eyelashes,

In the fire, there, love splashes!

But, only a moment!

I broke away from the grip,

And I threw a kiss to the sky's deep!

I left streams of desires without any fears

And caught a breath of the sun, choking back tears

For the last distant cry of the dawn,

But what was that? It must be life...

Or maybe it has gone.