Vigor Mortis

Seated, and dumfounded indeed Awestruck by her whom I behold Accused of impure thoughts I may be But the proximity of her beauty makes Disdainful commentary melt away As a Fudgesicle on a summer's day Breath withdrawn involuntarily Her supple skin creating contours Her tender face smiling casually A cliched, crinkled nose healing wounds A salve for the sorrows of my being An open fire aft a long day skiing Clear eyes that placate those Who gaze into them for but one sec A subdued voice asks how the day goes Concentration fails the determined man Who awaits this creature's beck and call Yet enhanced focus bestowed upon he who sees the impending fall Winter, spring, summer, seasons Equinoxes and solstices Eons as the soft embrace runs Leaves turn, refoliage commences Two bodies wrapped in mutual affection Sacrificing, gaining, understood without detection Pain subsides and returns to avenge Recollection of glorious conversations past The twine unwound, the die long cast With the agony of a love insatiable; For a girl unique, my admiration unrefrainable Becomes torture and anguish - her heart unattainable