Suddenly Slowly

I am an origami. The creases fold in.

Inked flowers

Wet with dew, soften.

Cover me, another fold,

Paper sliced

The ink runs like wine.

A silhouette sheet, ghost of anatomical

Perfection.

Churning with wanderlust,

His voice floats like glass, a crypt

Bottled letter.

She nurses confessions in vitro

An embryo in an unborn tangle

Of red veined lace

A desire stirs within you,

Melting like frozen time.

Let the dying

Bells gasp a final elegy

As I watch her fall into

You

Suddenly, slowly.