nonparelle

Nonparelle,
those are pearls unpeeling in time's cup,
so silent
your eyes,
a portrait of the soul,
A Renaissance woman
filled with wit
intelligence
genius.

so many stairways to the stars
do not
lead to you
down the airs
down the souls cast into hades
Greek
with mystery, passion and clairvoyance
(do not blind me with your beauty,
strike me dead with your radiance,
before you,
i must wear Moses' veil,
pluck my heart out
and dish upon it.

Have pity upon me Goddess
kill me fast kill me feast,
give me a swift and sudden death
a Cobra's hiss
kiss
to deck and garland your achievements.

do not destroy me
i only have one life to live
you are my guiding light,
do not send me to a general hospital
in another world.

have pity on me poor soul.
have pity.