Can’t Explain it
Please don’t try-
and explain the emotions we eclipsed
in a confidential location from luminary gospel.
It’s a cinema
and we are along for the excursion-
we play in carnal merriment.
It’s not something betokening
by sacrilegious proclamation
of hearsay.
I am an instrumentalist of subconscious
weaving my supernatural foresight
inside your heart.
I know you itch to explain---
whatever this is but don’t.
It just is---without logic-
or meaning
it’s something that was chanted
in years past and has come true-
at last.
