The scandalous snickering <br />Of the trees, <br />The lambasting rain <br />Over the rooftops <br />That dwell in the flames <br />Of insurgencies <br />Remain persnickety <br />Like love <br />And other things. <br /> <br />Your lips are dank, <br />As your bones fracture <br />Inside your gleaming skin <br />Of white: <br />Unharmed, <br />Caressed by the wind <br />How lucky the wind is, <br />I thought <br />In this slim chance of <br />Living. <br /> <br />Let the flames <br />Begin <br />Ignite and <br />Torch these pillars - <br />The kerosene of <br />My eyes, <br />And the swarming heat <br />In plethoras <br />In chasms <br />In hollow eyes like <br />Two, distant <br />Yet conspiring planets <br /> <br />Are one. <br />And so all of you <br />Has tolled, <br />And all of me, <br />Acquiesces.<br /><br />Windsor Guadalupe Jr<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-of-you-sequestered-waltz/
