Friday 25 July 2014


MUSE


Deeply entranced is he, held fast in her thrall; 
she is his Sun, his own circadian rhythm.

Her dulcet tones he hears, as he outlines her

lips, her laughter, as he plots her smile.

Her tears he weeps, her rainbows traverses,

as he traces her soul's portals. 

The scent of her favoured magnolias envelops

him as he sketches the hands that lent
them their delicate hues.

Sweet tartness of berries suffuses his palate

as her faintly pink cheek he tints.

His tread bears the lightness of her step, his

stance, her grace.
Her exertion impedes his breath, her indecision,
his pace.

Her joy illumines his spirit's sunless recesses,

her pain radiant summer skies pigments dark.

From her deepest wounds his life blood issues,

her demons deride his blithesome brushstrokes.

Larkspurs sway in the wind to the measure

of her skirts, their colours echo the cadence
of her heart's song.

Staunch ally, daunting foe, tender Goddess,

fearsome harridan, ever fickle, she torments
and soothes.

Ardent she enwraps him in fond embraces,

abrupt repudiates with savage rebukes.

Depleted, enraptured, resplendent likeness

rendered, fruit of his toil he contemplates.
Her being shines forth, in his soul's triumph
he exults. 

Erato incarnate, his agony and ecstasy, soft

kisses his brush, her breath hence to stipple 
his every creation.

© 2014 Lily's Verse
Lilium Candidum

Image: SIBYLLA PALMIFERA
Source: commons.wikimedia.org
Artist: Dante Gabriel Rossetti

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