Fear of Love

Intimate forces 

Weave our dapples

Like the sunlight 

Melting chocolate 

Lightness conjures 

All our destinies 

And the orbit 

Of our souls 

Do your worst and hang this rapture 

From the bandstand's rusting flagpole 

Then the moment's 

Put on hold 

And the ripple of a gnat beat 

And the trickle of a tear drop 

And the reel of your inertia 

Magnify the calamity 

And dearth of instigation 

Which rhapsody absolves

In the reflection 

Of cause and wonder 

Which our fear of love 

Resolved.