Nyx

(Written only today, and still in the editing process.)

China Tear

I’ll sketch your China tear
as it swings from dip to dip,
an acrobat in its own right.
It’ll reach your curved neck
and I know I’ll wish to freeze it there,
freeze you in your second moment
ever of ecstasy.
Dark charcoal covers your body
in sheets of shaded tides,
breathing in and out with your sleepy pants.
Just one more minute, and
I’ll have you forever.

You let me watch as,
with a royal hope, you pinch your cheeks,
smiling with your eyes
and taunting with your frozen tears.
You’ll leave a sob pendant in the air
over your bureau,
but I’ll be made to leave –
is a lover really more shameful,
despite his position or present grace
than a secret left by the lamp
every time one leaves the room?
The sob will stay, as tame as
a hunting hawk,
and you’ll make your future and fame.
Congratulations, my love,
my China tear.

Tyson

I read this, and some of it made sense to me, but I don't understand the point of it all it seemed abstruse. Maybe I am just dumb but I don't know. Tyson

Nyx

From the POV of the 'ignored lover', while in bed with his love, who is off to snag a better man, put very frankly and evilly.

Of course, there's more to it than that, but what there's more isn't up to me ^_^

Nyx

Thanks...I think. ^_^;