Ode

evoke 
the tendrils of my passion.
the quiet exuberance 
of my soul.


i
have danced with desire.
and silently lost my
reason.


gaze
hopeful 
into the darkness of my heart.
see
if anything will
remain
after the release 
of fire
tests me.


you are my want.


the silence i drown in is steeped 
in thoughts of you.


am i wrong
in my hopes?
should i destroy them all
start afresh
and hope to heaven 
that no sly memory
of you remains in me?
lest,
in my depravity
i sink down
hopeless
into the dark 
of my desire.


again.




~ atl