The Seer’s Grin
Nerves jangling, souls unshored, far from home with absent moor,
Flashbacks grant a clarity, unmarred by yang’s polarity,
Flaws favoured, fancies filled, surrendered all while bodies thrilled,
Now facades have peeled away,, exposing truth’s cold light of day,
Attractions flutter, slow masquerade, is what’s left worth forfeits bade?
Did the heart weigh the slaughter, the fate of blood over water,
Quicker now as saline thins, though scant by eye; and seer grins,
He’d laughed aloud at soulmate’s dance, again at grappling ghost of chance,
Kiss to palm, don’t make it so, this pain must be our true love’s show?