Jazz: Rhapsody in You (Pt. 10) -- Lifeblood - Michael David Saunders Hall

They
Say
1st love
Is such sweet
despair, like these words
Penned in delicious agony

Of
The
Very
Ecstasy
Crisscrossing currents
Between my body & soul. more
Than just a metaphor, you dwell from my first to last

Verse
(&
I heed
The basic
Instructions before
Leaving Earth), as though poetry

Were
The
Lifeblood
Chanting down
Walls of Babylon
With words as guardians of love.

&
It
Is you
Who will be
Fulfillingness’
First & last finale, flying

High
Like
A bird
Of beauty
Inescapable
Of the air we breathe, immortal
As the clockwork of spirits transcending life & death.

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Michael David Saunders Hall describes himself as 'a 21stCenturyGriot from the myriad of leaves on the Poet Tree'. You can find more about him, and his poems, here at his website > http://afrodamusjonze.me/