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Fate of One Language Unspoken

Inspired by Jessica LeAnne Chavez

Quite smitten she smolders,
in deceptions wild serenade;
drawn sensually,
to a jades lithe and playful masquerade;
backed under, and into a word,
falls hot rhyming cascades;
pre-employed as a child,
behind a tall, damask rose palisade.
 
Shadowy mirth gathers round her,
in life’s septic dance;
wistfully swung onto,
a word stalkers hypnotic trance;
encircled in beauty,
shorn of a love’s bountiful tranche;
she is crouched,
in a soul languishing, sorrowful, stance.
 
In the hearing of her heartache,
one sensing shall find;
the loss of love’s meaning,
in a life losing depression sublime;
cloaked ravishingly draped,
in her sphere now Empyrean;
yet lost to the promised paradise,
of the Fields of Elysian.
 
One’s language,
lost to the age of Paradisiacal innocence;
bound by beasts laughing,
in fiery thunderous resonance;
locked fast in a crypt,
crying out with sonorousness;
tied tight to the straying souls,
of the sons of Iapetus.
 
Thoughts flow through a new language,
although unspoken;
in a mist lost between two lives,
now living as tokens;
conquered by fates chance,
for existence transcendental;
we battle with closed lips,
against beings so judgmental.

(2008)

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