Portrait in Charcoal

Portrait in Charcoal

The Black Sea

dwells within them

liquid-luscious,

dark and deep

reflecting glittering stars;

her eyes,

like those of Ptah,

whose voice alone

birthed a universe,

her whispers, too,

create worlds in him

where smiles of butterfly dust,

flirt with shadows

her laughter

melts his beeswax-heart

her jasmine flame,

soft-mellow and sweet

consumes his Lachesis thread

blackened-ashes falling

from a mushrooming wick

compassion trails behind

with the dusty footprints,

of vine-charcoal sketches

etched in the silent dreams

of a maudlin artist

scratching rough desires

on coarse paper

RAINE REFLECTIONS