Read Poem: Awaken, My Love!, by Lily Wolf

shock the body electric
parasitic paroxysms penetrate you to your core
polymorphic transmutations
convulsive then catatonic
iced white rose petals on my nose
you are a master of major chords + tea cups
and your words all fall in eerie shades of icy blue
stir musings inspire hunger
all for the haunting croon of your golden swan song
your heavy horn
no wonder garden goddesses fall for you
traipse barefoot thru the gnarled nation of small-town streets
shower strangers with symphonies
throw caution and causation to the wind
there is powder in the wind delicate debris
there are chimes far-off ringing in the wind
and here i dance in the wind
in the crepuscular blue in the night air
here i dance thru galaxies and millennia
all while stars mutate and explode around me
all while your music breathes into my porcelain lungs
fills me with the effervescent oxygen of jazz
even just that word
jazz
is ever just as vital ever just as encompassing
as the names of sordid street corners at midnight
that the perfect tiny music notes blooming from your instrument
drifting up to the moon
will remember as the origin of their birth
and journey back to some shrouded night
to kiss, and die.

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