Gesualdo (I know you hate it)

To the chanting
of Gesualdo
I rest

Another rotation
24 hours
Another day gone
Closer to finality
today
than yesterday

Dark night, my friend
cover me
in your embrace

As would my love
were she here
As could
my love
were she able
As might
my love
…..One day ?

Gesualdo
Speak Life
Our life
is momentary
Joy rare

Why wait, hesitate
when joy beckons
To grab it
To make love to it ?
Why ?

Hovering
between
life and
unlife
Between you and
you-less
Hovering

When
may I rest with you ?
When
may I be with you ?
When
will this hovering
stop ?

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I am Noman
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