Celestial Dance of Death

Show me, oh celestial ball of fire
Was it Giazotto or Albinoni?

Perhaps we shall learn during our dark waltz in this courtyard of graves
to an orchestra whose prelude brings me the thought of You

Certainly do shivering leaflets notice our charming science
And will not a flourish of dancing birds watch us in geometric symphonies?
They learn from bodies of water
Above and below.

A pantomime raises one finger to the sky –
All do shudder.

Kiss me with your fire!
Lay your flames upon my lips
Burn light upon my pale body
Surely is it time for our darkest dance


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s