always always land

I’ve dreamt of that elusive thimble

for the very first time

it came from Persephone

oh her pomegranate lips

they’re quite divine

yet with such heavy eyelids

sleep is hard to find

I know I must stay awake

while the Queen is away

upon the Tartarian hill I’ve climbed

~

I’ve thought of that evasive peach

with every passing day

saturated with sweetness

dripping into my soul

indulged in sapid bouquet

yet with such natant logic

reason swirls around me

a mind on the verge

of an endless road

sifting through all the past debris

~

I’ve wrote of that evanescent sky

through subtlety of poem

daily atmospheric change

as tides ebb and flow

Hades I must dethrone

yet with such internal light

I illuminate the dark

with the arrow of Eros

flying straight and true

on wings of doves we shall embark