SuperNova Afterglow: End Of Days

Dear Ida (for KiyaSama)

I pine in your isolation
         late afternoon
         the kitchen where you hide
watch
shadows wash a porcelain,
provential woman
dream one day
         take as my wife
deluged in soft light
how I might stoop to kiss
a concealed face
         veiled at our alter.

Go about your business
paused for a demur soul
         undiminished in
         pale room, pale scene
Imagine you
         hands clean
         busy with privacy
my subtle queen
Revere
         undisturbed beauty
         silent as grey eve.

Fear not
stolen glances
of your reposed servitude
         delicate in duress
         behind the white door
open just for one
         reverential in shared solitude
         leaves you neigh
until our time
dear Ida
         future bride
of an equally lonely craftsman.


10.05.18

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