no lapse of time

no lapse of time can make
me oblivious or with age
turn naive; as old as these
feelings have embedded
themselves underneath my
skin, no trauma from one
extraordinary concussion
can replace you from
memory, shake you out
of myself and instill you
onto another. no amount
of money can make me
that shallow, no diamond
or gold can displace this
burn and branded passion
incited, ignited… from
sulfur to flame shall
incinerate you and i upon
this pyre of life (lived)

© mr gahon 3/27/15


About mr gahon

poet... writer... culinarian... i like to work with food that appeals to the senses, write words that taste even better View all posts by mr gahon

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