Time Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Perhaps, this is an asinine termination.
Dismiss and pardon my
Follies.
Listen, savage fellow.

’tis to a woman emboldened
And encumbered by the moon:

Time gave you to me
In the burning hours
Of my capricious wandering.

Time sculpted you -
Your curves like the contour
Of a supple dagger.
Time eviscerated you -
The blood you expel
Is the potent substance
That compels me.

Time connived
With your vespers,
Your visages
That char in the distance
And from the visions
That coalesce with the
Night moans.

Time stifled
And strafed -
Claimed you as if
I have no allegiance
To your waters,
To your cities,
Your innocuous impressions,
And your impeccable arrival.

Perhaps, imprudent enough
But not prudish enough to have committed
To a tryst and unite the ties.

No matter how I maneuver
Counter-clockwise
Or antagonize any god,
She will never
Come back.