In all cases, the love is affirmed…

Locks and chained doors they can not bar me
I’ve a superior fashion of entry
I learnt it once in some far comely country
where they make love speaking plainly under sunlight
But I know it is a sin to rely on this key
it was shown me, a dismal veridical vision
a next life, a heart shackled within logic’s webs
would you have me sin anyway, if it be your will?
and if so, your redeeming motive pure longing?

Beneath the layers of sumptuous physics
and gorgeous lifetimes and mastered dialect
would we locate in the black hole a kindness core
or would love’s gown be ripped away savage
raped before a nude calculating algorithm
my haunting prize the memory of your mouth’s flavor
in a bodiless unending purgatory

Could well be the best tack to savor the infection
for it pleases and I wish no apology or contrition
I now see also via your soul and my bifocal vision is better
I would feel smaller, love, were I healed of such wound
I walk forward with this deformity; I consider it beauty.

_______RS

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