Sadness & Passion

We fight the sadness, love; and live the sadness, love: such
Sheer embrace; and majesty lives: a trance of blinking eyes.
I love you more—the coldest nights; and feel you more—
The saddest months. We vibe a portrait; and die—a phantom;

And such music—our raining eyes; and such earth—our
Matrimony. We love, a desert lost—holding hands; and pour—
My soul; and flex—my life. I taste the sadness—a season
Born; and lambent eyes—fraught the spirit; and smile, love:

A tear to bliss; and cry, love: a heart to bloom. We fight the
Madness, love; and live the sadness, love; and such joy—a
Wave of thunder, a flame of flares. Indeed, my thetic drug:
I’m standing still—tilling earth; and lightening calls; and
Passion bleeds; but such a gift—a swirl of sadness; and such
A love—a pearl of passion.