Enchantment

Life suddenly becomes revitalized

Collision course to seppuku avoided

Curtain lifted, veil removed, stones collapse

Poisonous eyes mesmerize

waiting,

            waiting,

                        waiting

Like a sword drawn from its sheath

Upon fields of cherry blossoms

Hovering over the asphodel meadows

This is the fire we’ve all been waiting for

Burning thoughts reveal truths

She injects me with her secret venom

The soldier marches on

Through the forest of the forgotten

Battles his raging conflicts of love

He comes forth

waiting,

            waiting,

                        waiting

A beauty like hers is rare

No precious stone or mineral

An abbess of my intromittent organ

Owner of my locked cave

At the entrance with the passport to my heart

Standing in a halo’s trinity

A shadow suspended over me

waiting,

            waiting,

                        waiting

She is the enchanting one

And enchanted I have become

© 2012 David Greg Harth

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