shadowdancers (Apollo's pride)

A slice of a larger work, coming into this world today. Newborn but not firstborn.

shadowdancers (Apollo's pride)

we are shadowdancers of a species
long sought and long thought banished and vanished
from this world of brittle holography,
tricks of the light do not fool us, rule us,
for we have found and bound the truth to please
not the bleeding, needy lies that we wished
were true, to save us from philosophy
that clings and stings. esteems were ever thus.
you are beautiful and in a manner
I could not have imagined born of flesh.
you have purchased my affections in rand
of heart and kiss and touch and such is life
that I am found and bound to the pleasure
of your pure smile when it is risen fresh,
set even in contemplation unplanned,
Apollo's pride, my queen and muse and wife.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.