by R. Pastran
(El Paso Texas)
Prior to your pass into my universe, nonbeing shade and woe. A lacking of nebula and flare, as well as luminary, and the orb of night. I have never given credit to illusion, yet you arose from ethereal breeze. Deriving I would be reclusive in my sentience, now I am an unabridged brace. In this clause I am which you have sculpted. At no time a treasured moment, in which I do not wish to consign myself to you. indignation in the seam of us is unyielding, ravenous to those who behold. the sensibility we divide, with you my love always by my side