Chasing a Goddess Through the Sky
Your intangible way
flirting with danger
had captured my trembling heart as
a curious butterfly; the
a still corpulent
man chasing the sable-tinged illusion
with a young goddess, tracing
pirouettes through my vacant thoughts.
I stir, and watch as she steals
a blade of grass from my hand;
lingering for a moment,
dancing to and fro,
then dispersing in the summer air
while carrying the vestiges
of one more breathy and lachrymose hymn.