Hypnotic Pantoum

How could I look away?
Your heart holds my gaze
A glorious gateway
Into the candor of days

Your heart holds my gaze
Keeping darkness at bay
Into the candor of days
Language as foreplay

Keeping darkness at bay
With prose and purpose
Language as foreplay
We’re poetry-curious

With prose and purpose
Rekindled by empathy
We’re poetry-curious
Lyrical love is stealthy

Rekindled by empathy
Every word a doorway
Lyrical love is stealthy
How could I look away?

“Love you will find only where you may show yourself weak without provoking strength.”
―Theodor W. Adorno

I’m a French-American writer, journalist, and editor now based in the Netherlands. To continue the conversation, follow the bird. For email and everything else, deets in bio.