What I Fear The Most

what I fear the most

is not this spinning

inexorable world

perpetually casting

shadows and monsters

or even my own

inevitable fleshy demise

no these days I reserve my trepidation

for the unthinkable travesty

of a life affirming beauty

being right in front of me

and me not experiencing it

yes I still tremble baby

but its at the thought of missing

your magnificent frame

the melodious chords of your voice

your natural perfume

as it wafts through everything around me

feeling the pulsating blood in your veins

and of not being able to savor the

delicious singular

exploding uniqueness

that is your flavor


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