When the balance of love teeters
Tips to one side with spirit intact
And physical world encumbrances
Dry, peel off, and flake away
Like cosmetics off a pretty face
Discrepancies balloon
One circle bulges as the other dwindle
With a horrible hiss of pin-pricked air
And flies to destinations off limits
Landing in restaurants too spicy for taste
Where fidgety feet get busy
Looking for holes in the wall
Looking for holes in the wall
Ready to exhume wire-cutters of escape
Until four eyes meet in irreversible love
On the outer limits of our twilight zone
Well beyond petty corporal desire
Like animals, fuss less, closer to nature
Proceed unhindered into heaven
Koans unravel in greater truths
How heat stays warm when fire dies
And nothing can be furthered
Once mist has evaporated
Least we keep a front of distraction
Our spiritual coexistence
No longer parasitic passion
No longer parasitic passion
October 20, 2019
Copyright © 2019 by David Barry Temple. All rights reserved
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