live in only moments
witness the space between
a ghost of vanity
is all that will beam

strong held tender
upon light's cast
sweet faced, curved vase
primmed not to waste
for you must last

sitting comfortably
upon this pedestal
higher than clouds
whose raindrops fall
despite the in spite
of us all

gleaming skin
of fragile glass
keeping within
a rugged past

forget not from
which you came
revived inspired
of all desire
no doubt nor shame

yes, you are white porcelain
petite and constrained
but the world whirls past
your beauty of everlast
in suppressing its depressing
conformities and disdain

11/23/2007