"his symphony"
By Tretchicovmanicova
- 1521 reads
incantations float into his eyes
as his back splits in two,
interchanging with hers
slip into the piano keys of the
spine.
his notes blown into her mouth
create a
celestial skin music
drawn across violin's bow.
her
soul rains and rains down on him
causing him to drown into a
puddle pool
beneath her symphony.
his now liquid
flesh can be seen
dancing around his whirling
soul.
whirling tightly unto its core
drawing and
folding in upon itself,
like a black hole disappearing:
air?
her mouth notes of yin burst
forth
from her lung instrument;
pushing space into
his air for her full
round whole notes. watch them
float
across his blue air as a gauze veil
lingers
over beauty's seduction.
pinning themselves, her jewels adorn
his style
as the twinklings are thrown into the
inverted
night bowl: her face now for everyone to wish
upon.
`T. Imaan Tretchicovmanicova