what brings us together...

what is it that brings us together?

like a gentle breeze on a moonlit night
guiding the dance of a feather's flight;
a mindless traveler fancying a tripe.

like the fragrance of a new blossom,
drifting in the feisty spring wind;
a feel-me-close, but touch-me-not dream.

like the dizzying dance of a desert storm,
running endlessly in the waterless sand;
ravishing hungrily all at hand.

for soldiers we are not,
to be commanded to war
in a cause that is not of our own.

it has to be something,
akin to an inscrutable fiend;
and so it is destiny.

the eyes' treasure...

tepid and timid, thieving forlorn glimpses,
how can they be anything but venomous;
to the bold wind caressing your hair.

blinded that they are, these distant oculars,
blinded with the sight of your beauty;
my eyes are now sinners.

to spite others who behold your beauty,
is the sin they'd gladly surrender to;
finding salvation in each glimpse won,
now forever theirs to treasure.

the only one standing...

fragrance of blossoms re-enacting an eternity of birth & death,
stolen into the distance by the gentle breeze;
all that remains is the seed that germinated into the tree.