bruiser_boy

-pulse-

Two timeless fibers intertwined
in a pattern, parallel lines
crossing paths, past, present
spun on divine spinnerets,
the silken nexus intercepts,
exposed, aglow in sun lit dew
to eyes renewed from motifs old
woven in strands of sempiternal,
it's seams, it seems, seep and steep
in seconds of familiarity,
composed of strands, beats, measures,
a pulse, alive on skins of conscious sinew