Prism in Shade
(Edited version, with fancypants new title courtesy of Richie)
Love without risk…
is a kiss with cold lips,
a smile without light,
a whistle in wind,
to be tumbled away;
is a bare bed of dust,
a berryless bramble,
no flowers or sweetness,
or prickles on skin
...is a prism in shade;
a door open wide on a room
where all sides can be seen,
and no intrigue exists;
a passionless bond,
to stopper the frenzy
and lock down delight;
to zipper delirium’s heavenly highs
Love without risk…
is a witness to death;
a flatline of sky-high
ambrosiac promise,
curled up and crackled
and empty of bliss
(Original version)
Love without risk is a kiss with cold lips;
a smile without light;
a whistle in wind, to be tumbled away
Love without risk is a bare bed of dust;
a berryless bramble, no flowers
or sweetness, or prickles on skin
Love without risk is a prism in shade;
a door open wide on a room where all sides
can be seen and no intrigue exists
Love without risk is a passionless bond,
to stopper the frenzy and lock down delight;
to zipper delirium’s heavenly highs
Love without risk is a witness to death;
a flatline of sky-high ambrosiac
promise, curled up and crackled
and empty of bliss
(PS I hate the title - can anyone think of a less stupid and obvious one?!)
Francine
Thu 28th Feb 2013 01:35
Ha ha - fancypants new title! :-D
LOVE the subject matter!
I think the revised version is stronger.
(SEE - I told you I had some catching up to do!)