Kelly Vinal - Time and Love

Love might be nothing less than
Tears subsumed to rain clouds,
Frothing over a desert lake bed –
Let this be a dream.

Time might stand-down, stopping
Freeze-frame, every fracture
Or fissure developing in a
Vacuous continuum.

Love, or light, or the absence
Of darkness might spin us off
In parlances, or ‘Poet-Speak’,
Or cubic zirconium diamonds –
Again.

Love, what is that? Well, I might end-up
A stressed-out expression,
Declared not-so-sane; voted
Off the TV island, just because –
Again.

Time, that may be a creation of men –
Explaining death or God or subtle
Shifts between observations
That affection manifests.

Love is that: a legendary emotion
Twisting to infinity, dreamscapes
Of affinity, joyful tears streaming
To quench a desert mosaic

Kelly Vinal

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