passion in d-major …

feelings,
ragged, splintered,
sandpapered,
velveteen gentleness,

swirling tongues of fire,
serenading sensuous brushstrokes,

on canvas,

whirling, afloat,
on an old bridge not far from where she used to live,

rising, imbued with life,
a symphonic crescendo,
of shared heartbeats,

fading between notes,

entwined,
an orchestral rising,

conducting passion,
electric sparks flaming into musical echoes,

at the precipice,
beyond the rains,
of dazzling rainbow hues,

lost in void,
eternally,

scalding the depths of rhyme,
ravaged by the endless song and dance and mime,

pleading,

for a prolonged
bouquet of shared time … …