A Leak In The Safe

ever increasing your beauty
always tulip hued your face
is in my head your image
each day grows the stature
of all the heart breakers
in the phenomenal world

in service to your form
the manner of your walk
every cypress tree bows
behind your grace

o foolish eye that isn’t
bewitched by you
by the jewel of tears
the sea of broken
hearted blood

your possessed eye practices sorcery
whoever is charmed by you has
no patience or rest outside
the circle of union with you
whoever is separate will
not be content anywhere