Stealing Glances, disapproving,
reeling,
recline steadily at my feet today.
High held heads bow low
subjugatively, (if I may say).
Emeralds and coral,
Diamond, sapphire and gold
rub shoulders;
Glistening pearls hold sway,
While
Caesar’s laurels rest lightly
on that most burdened brow.
I reach out
and
dreamy Bacchus beckons again
and
yet again.
Unsteady, nostalgic
I crumble, I stumble
fearfully awake
to my crucifixion the
very next Day.
The City gained,
The Soul lost,
Hazy dreams and all
I have,
is yours to take, to
take away.
Yet leave for me the amber
Drink dear;
while I pass on and on
each Living Moment
astray.