Who Wants to Live Forever
Let’s climb a lake of moon
stepping on rungs of luster
opaque light fading beyond.
I know we cannot disturb
the universe with its grace
of oblivion inevitable, its
garments of time stripped bare
into this one sweet moment
but eternity is in this fingertip
stirring my love’s fluvial core.
Who wants to live forever
when today holds an eon
the only sweet champagne
we are designated to drink.
6 thoughts on "Who Wants to Live Forever"
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
What a sweet, sweet moment. Love this, Donelle!
This may be the best poem I’ve read in lexpo mo this year. Should be published. the only two words I would change, and I don’t know to what, are “fluvial” and “designated” Fluval is too pretentious. Designated is not good enough for this poem. GREAT POEM
Thanks, Chappy! I’ll rethink those two words. I appreciate the feedback.
Love how the poem invites me in with that lush opening image, and how it flows so exquisitely with its repeated sounds.