13 March 2011

On You

Dale Chihuly Glass
You enter my thoughts with stealth
slipping in through the entrance
left ajar
for your use only
unaware and unprepared
for your presence
until I begin to feel
the erasure
of the innumerable insignificancies
that took the place of you
and then begins
the orgiastic detonation
of once forgotten pleasure
vying with the implosion
of my senses
this is my mind
on you

1 comment:

  1. and what a beautiful explosion of colour it is