Aphrodesia Perfume
Her choric voice
induces echoic songs
throughout time's ceremonial garden.
From the holy temples
where she places Indian basil oils and
her fresh jessamine petals, her patriarchal essence
emits through eternality's alter perfusing numinous depths
claiming herself upon my soul as her aphrodesia perfume
reaches across wild meadows cascading her wisdom through
the dance of lepidopterous wings
I listen
with dissilient knowing
to the modality of her visions.
Born through descension's descrying eyes
I am witness to her songs of spiritual worship
rooted through ecclesiastical fulfillment's where
empyreal emotions deeply reside...
(Written: July 4th, 2010 7:55 a/m)
© Poetess Victoria L. McColley
David
the rhythms of your spirited language. -gene.
Love,
Sage
Georg
fee
Cheers,
Dan