Self-Declamation

©Self-declamation

June 2013

Mimi Wolske

 

Each kiss from you is a

Symphony that plays on

My emotions;

Love with desire and trust

Following closely behind;

A dactyl.

Alone, speaking aloud,

Not yet wishing to converse

With you;

It was the custom of

Socrates and Luther…

Soliloquys…

I proclaim I am enraptured

Not by your words alone but by

Allocution.

You captured and enslaved me...

I indenture myself...I am

Surely possessed.