LP No. 13_2020_it had to be u, a reminder

hell
sent,
and heaven bent
your calm,
silent
beckoning
ROARS
above
the constant
profanity
of this
urban cacophony.

ever am
i
yours,
hopelessly
devoted and
in
thrall,
to your
borrowed luster and
alchemical tricks:
stealing fire &
gold
to drown
wonder in
silver.

i am saved
until
we meet again.