Her Alchemy

Her Alchemy

 

I am breathless,

bound with her life,

captured by grace,

her gospel complete.

 

And her alchemy pure,

humanity tactile ablaze,

with nature’s shorn fields,

she cradles mine, unknown.

 

Amidst all magical din,

rising tremors, full and flawed,

she unveils her skin, displaying,

wounds too fresh.

 

A thief, pain shared,

unchartered, by delivery,

whole and bloodless,

clean and untorn.  

 

-        Johannes Fahrion

Reviews

[JackSmithson]

Very good I wouldn't change anything except it seems like it tells a story that needs more to it because you just want to hear more. I practice alchemy in a metaphysical sense. Good work. I'm afraid hermetical alchemy and basic alchemy are quite two different things. As I'll say once more, you write well.

[Johannes Fahrion]

Hey Jack,
Thanks for the kind words. I was thinking of the female form, the beauty of their skin in a kind of alchemaic way. I believe you're right that it needed a deeper treatment. I think that's what you're telling me. Thanks again.