how will Her nursling
prevail
to childhood
to elderhood
thru obscurity forthcoming?
whispering off granite walls
another epos
or thy thoughts
with open sails
listening
as far as can hear th’ ear?
fingertips from hope?
but hope, nonetheless
with glitter to ornament
Heaven’s face
and ours
with reasons to smile
again
your eyes
reflect’d mine
slowly drown’d
in a thickset fog
… for a moment
my mind
became abstract
a caldron
of turbulent thoughts
then mindless
… for a moment
I was in love
I am in love
forever
at least
… for a moment
loujen haxm'Yor 