
phantasmagoric
lost voices
elastic, shrill cacophony
drill my focus
touch your every word
silky sails of wind
swallow me into familiar depths
of carnal revelry
we emerge as one
rest in a calm pool
of deep thoughts
understood through
the other’s eyes
© C. Jean Downer
Marc Chagall, “Around Her,” 1945
2 Responses
Love Chagall and your word reading of this poem.
Thank you for reading and your kind words, K. <3