~erato Tell~ Poem by Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun

Oh Erato, please now tell
of this feeling, can it be?
As stirrings of love's essence
lie burning inside of me...

Is love smooth like sanded pine,
warm like a flame's deepest blue?
Can it fill a heart empty
as an egg broken in two?

Crushed velvet upon satin
amidst the sheered vallance wide
Trailing by a shadow,
has love alas arrived?

In lilacs' petaled breeze
the air sweeps-in desire,
Love's spark therein burns
unlike no other fire.

2005 sinnaminsun (revised 2009)