Sculptures

light sculpture in motion
against darkest trance of time
painful membrane inside my head
you still live in there and dance each night to whispers
sung along the curse
of touching you
my Goddess
miracle of feminine
shape of desire for my personal use
drawn by thoughts
but God given cure

I learn your lessons silent
tense
enter all vaults made of time sensitive spaces hidden to better
wake the dream of the moment
from beyond this life

you hurt
all of my angels
not me
love