Pomegranate Thoughts II

I thought, love; and she answered. I cried silence; and she
Came. I hesitate to scream: elated: it’s so controversial; but
She floors the gas; and revs the engine. I’m partial to
Purple lingerie; and apricot oil, turns the soul. We burn
Immortal; and climb esoteric. Our deepest jungle, a fair
Goodbye; and warmest heart, a nightly kiss. It’s so
Controversial—this love; and so eternal—our pain. I daily
Mourn, and churn a smile: she waxes bold, and anchors
Joy. I thought of love; and heard a voice. I fell—the floor,
And felt a hand. We sail immortal, an island tear; and
Jasper flame, a morning prayer. Our souls have wailed, the
Fears of life; and thus we live, as steel and wife. My
Violet pledge, a captured sea; and freedom love, a passion
Spree; and thus a tear, my love and me.