Free
Association – Abyssinian Love
Abyssinian
– the kind of cat I imagined would recline on my chest purring.
Argument
began as an offhanded remark about
feline similarities
Bonded intertwined this sudden sense of
connection
Blended as
smooth cream
Capucian
on the screen a small screech of an
infant primate
Cappuccino
foolishly connecting a vision of cinammoned foam
Desperate reaching for the kindred connection
Deliberate arch of the spine and opening of the eye
Edifying gleaning that the glint that was – no
longer beckons
Egregious this long lasted now comrade union of two
Frankly fed up with the one who is more me than
myself
Fantastic that decades have piled onto one another a
Golem shadow of the two who clutched at each
other
Gorgeous in lush, lusty, loving
Hilarity rolling from lips and hips
Horrific the thought that ever it would different
Idiosyncratic
this love we agreed
Inane and
innocent this certainty of endless delight
Justifiy
that all eventually come to this
point
Juxtapose
an overlay of two slim nudes over two
bundled
Kite that sweet red silk flying in a blue
sky out the window
Kettle that
copper whistle blowing ready
Lithe the sinuous stretch of the cat
Lucid suddenly clear
Manic need
for the past vanished
Mechanism of love clicking solidly and sheerly lovely
Negligee
of our dance
Nightmare away from the terror of isolation
Odious the thought of the other gone
Oxymoron smile at this contradiction of love the one
you wish gone
Pearlescent patina shimmers in natural light
Perilous that now passed desire to examine
Quixotic our converged coupledom
Queenly my image reflected in those eyes
Riesling sparkling in the crystal glass
Risen those for a moment flagging spirit
Succubus
within receding, melting in the warmth
Succulent the decades piled one upon the other
Treacherous
pulling apart the years, to minutes of now
Truculent
never in the fading light
Undulating that cat within and across the room
Universal slinking, sashaying, jump
Vacuous no longer in the appreciation of the
absence of
Vitriol never part of the conversation or
connection
Winsome laying there on the couch
Wisp of aquamarine tropical shores
floating nude
Xanthous daisies dotting deep green field
Xylophone chimes in the clear crisp air
Yesterday a song, a dance, a love
Yucca succulent
Zen serene
Zodiac
impossible, magic, mystic, as the
eye of an Abyssian – us
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