Paralleled

 

You are my concessional thread
Emblematically worn
As Love’s impossible dream

Within the ditherings
Of your forlorn smile,
(However forgetful)
Finds faults malign
Through tattered scrims

That fall resigned
To former snows
Where winters old
Forego as previous

Yet keeps for us
With our intimates in touch
As having not designed
Of lust’s infirmities

But realigned,
With Love’s Divinities.