to square root in you...

"egg and wing, arching clasp"
by EJR ©

to square root in you

exposes
my core,
simmering
shimmering 
at times 
worn thin 
waiting for 
a cage

you seem to 
forsake nothing 
revel in why bones 
are a soul's craven 
skin, flesh and fire 

you wear 
your rhythm 
as attire 
slow burn coal 
iron stove hearth
and cyclical heat 
to cold oscillations
searching earthen 
ancestors for recollection

your monuments 
from brick to mortar 
fiefdom fed 
to primordial 
chaos and forests
are
what most desire 
is parsed with...

our humanity is
infinitesimally 
longing
piece-meal-ed
by journey
I suppose 
destined 
most true 
by what 
wind does 
to you

no greater 
molecular 
tribute 
nameless 
scented 
or loved
could I 
find to know
the finite parts 
of my conscious 
seeking a forever too 
shared or otherwise 
imagined as real 
at least, one time
factored by two 
being held 
close enough 
to be seen 
as one

EJR ©