VEILED DESIRE

A frail caress falls slowly

From her shaking fingers atop

The face on a picture’s image.

She hears his melody playing

Against the window pane;

The melodic trembling

Of serpentine sonatas.

Yet, the fragile glass reflects

Shattered beauty and svelte love

Melting in the warm rain.

Such a sad epitaph

To the surety that was once

Envisioned in her ethereal dreams.

Her possession of him was sovereign

There she held him captive and sated.

Now the rain invites her to accompany

Its lament and mourn its burst of sorrow.

The deep resonance of his voice

In the quiet of a moment’s heartbeat,

Teased her tears to mark the cadence

Of the rain’s downward flow and its lurid

Clawing at the window’s sill before dropping

Helplessly to dead stone and muddied earth

Sullied, pallid and dark with cold silence.

She lies among the rank weeds, lonely

And wretched, taken by a ravenous ache;

Bravely facing the plundering that dawn

Will surely inflict upon her veiled desire

She bares her life to the sun’s reproachful repartee.