Love

Shadowed pools dammed by dimpled sweaty curves 'll spill 
Whence two souls' senses' be enthralled by a bodyless will. 
... Come this passion as thick to mirth a knife to shed, 
 And the even' Arabian cloths the Lamp to cast the light Dimn Red. 
What bonds become whence the souls' becoming of one, 
As the shadowed pools cover the Wall and end all with a truth like Death? 
... No trinket of Man or Star could escape these timeless pools, 
 For Gold is in debt of its luster, but these hearts rest forever... 
Easy in each other's shadow.

Shadowed Pools.