Funny that you should
turn like that,
to one side,
then back -
head on!
Critical that I
have overlooked,
one of the few true
situations on Earth,
Attraction...
I watch,
But I don't
really know why?
And disappear back
in a fog of man's
way of thinking,
Checking out...
You know the spiders
way in doing things,
Partly unaware of what
this web must do,
Until I remain stuck,
on each silken crest,
of your having caught me,
Cause your hot, young,
and have the liquid
gold of time seeping thru,
And I with uncertain grit,
have no good intention
for this dry suspension,
or being left to die,
Eyes don't always perceive,
Like entering ones own mirror,
like a shot of hot silver,
Bewildered?
Caught in doing
what we do best,
Part imaginings,
Half strangled to take
another breath!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
an unique idea and presentation.....what a verse! ...really enjoying along with thought provoking..