Into Your Waking Life
Under the chalky light
and in between frontiers,
you swam like seraphs
Your larcenous feet gliding
like wingless serendipity
You osculate with beauty
Two hands interlaced,
one heartbeat shared
I stagger at this art
frail untouchable divinity
Veiled in immaculate gradients
in a salient heraldry,
in an intimate blear,
there is an embarrassed pang
underneath it all
and it is not even jealousy
I raised my goblet
into the roofless eve
but the destitute toast
remained unrequited
and I succumb to somnolence
as your silhouettes danced
and fade away from here
into the waking life
but I opt to remain unchanged
in this picturesque solitariness
poem by Norman Santos
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