The Sphere is Faceted

Dedicated to "the lover I will only touch in shadows", this work ties in nicely with his "faceted sphere" works, which he has composed over the years to different women he was not involved with, but projected himself into an alternate reality where they were lovers.

The Sphere is Faceted

where we love
is a different place.

for there is a surface to the sky
that bends the light a colour
I have not seen anywhere else,
and we lay like children in the sun,
counting clouds that shift shapes shamelessly
for our amusement.

as we do, for theirs.

and you are fair.

fairer than any of the women
I never met in this world
and yet in our places
other times
other intersections of light and life
it is they I caress
late at night
to awaken
for passions that never fade
and that make for splendid words
on pages you cherish
all the days of your life.

your lips are soft and full
and taste of opportunities
I did not lose
this time and place.

your arms are mine
and I surrender all my dreams
to your embrace, facing you
when we merge into the
essence of our affections
and our hungers
and I seek your soul
in corners you give me to explore
with grace and gratitude
for the ravenous gentility
of my quests.

and in this sphere, this here
and now,
you will have me in your dreams
when you least expect my appearance,
wedged between memory and fantasy,
sold into your faceted sphere
for a few words
you cannot precisely recall.

but are glad for.
as am I.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.