Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR

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Romancing Against Time...


Awoke to feel your voice seducing me
....................................mmmmmmm,
so sensuously.
Glancing, at th' hands
of th' clock
on th' wall,
counting cracks on th' ceiling
laying aside you
quite prudently...yet,
with an air of sensual frustration.

Soon you'll be aroused
by th' warmth of dawn
an' its breaking sunrise
painting window panes
in mornings dew-drop,
as you rise from dream
'pon toast warm sheets
'neath soft black satin-
wrinkled, an' disturbed
from... th' evening past,
when we reveled within
each others fantasia,
as one.... to dream it all
again.......'till our soul's
endulge th'evening next.

An' oh, th' sound of that clock on th' wall.
so dreadfully, tauntingly, reminding me
that time will soon sing it's goodbye song,
and our musique be stilled, silent....past,
leaving behind only imaged silhouettes
of the mutual sweetness we pleasured on
'til, we love yet, once again... another day.

'Tis the final hour........ you carress my face
with your stunning black diamond eyes
angrily glaring at th' obstinate clock
methodically waning down our final moments.

And.....you're looking so damn ostentatious,

To Hell With Time! Damn the Consequences!

Take my love, hold it tight....... dance with me
thru' th' turning curves an' waves of Romance.

'Tis th' movement that makes th' good dance!

Come closer, my lov', closer yet, will you come
with me and dance.....to th' hands of this clock
in Harmony........synchrony.........syncopatedly-
with untamed defiance........to times arrogance.

Dancing, and dancing, against th' bloody wall,
a clash between th' hands of rapture and time;
an', in th' merge of souls, an' by th' peak of yen
I hear sounds of cracked glass, above our flesh
as the hands of the clock...thrust from its base
metal 'n plastic raining down in shards....... yet
I never glanced once.....at the damage so sweet.
'Twas as if we had somehow... basterdized time

An', we danced, 'n danced, to the death of time.



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Originally Composed & Posted....Autumn of 2006

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________Frank James Ryan, Jr/FjR_________

Submitted: Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Topic of this poem: passion

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