Agony
Flea - placed in the grand scheme; of things,
An arthropod - inane creature!
That's how A. felt - lost in the moment's tension
- Could cringe in pain, devoid of flaring heat.
For in the moment's tension lies
A monumental, ineffable enigma -
Beyond the cluttered desk,
The sheaves of paper roaming loose across the floor
Like wings of torment,
And, of course, the cumbersome,
Tomes, loaded with stern decrees -
Could there be an ounce of relief?
(The dog's tail pendulates with empathy.)
In the luster of a black pearl,
In soft hands - a coruscating warmth,
And, lest we forget, pouring locks of raven hair,
Sable eyes, careening bossom.
- Life is in the singular, decidedly,
Better to have tried and failed
Than not tried at all.
Every minute pulsates,
In convulsion,
Supple waves of woe.
Perennial solitude - perhaps a lover's embrace,
At the end of the day - what heavens will.
The impetus is slowly perishing
Under another hope's glimmer - if false.
The years of yond are gone -
One cannot assail in perpetuity, or so I think.
Peradventure She, the dutchess,
The dutchess, clad in gold,
- Heart overlaid likewise -
Evinces more than Mirage,
- A pearl among lackluster oysters,
Enchantment personified.
All attributes a maid should have
- Subsumed.
Emphatically - She is the one!