. Poetry from The Great In-Between: The Song of Argento

Wednesday, October 11, 2023

The Song of Argento


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Salute.



With your last breath

Of the midnight hour


Will you hear 

The musical call


From my Bacchic 

Celebration towers 


Will you join my 

Unashamed company 

Going past


To a new world

Of neverending pleasures

That will forever last


Where sensuous music 

With wild voices


Will put your soul 

At risk

With its seductive noises


Make your Fate 

Close its ivory gates

Forever


No longer to lament

But to courageously 


Welcome me

In


To pitch my tent


With my powers of enchantment and pleasure 

As my kin


That will seem 

Heaven sent


To those that

Seek love

And intimate sin


A contradiction 

Of above and below


For I know

When all lascivious

Tensions must go


So shed your hubris and pomposity


As you 

To me


Are led


The Golden Goddess of all

Exiles


To a place

Where purple butterflies

Die


So

With your last breath

In this midnight hour


Will you hear 

The musical call


From my Bacchic 

Celebration towers 


With this poetic 

First Kiss

 

And join my 

Unashamed company 


Going

To new worlds


Of neverending pleasures

That will forever last


Where sensuous music 

Sung with wild voices


Will put your soul 

At risk


With its seductive noises


And make your Fate 

Close its own


Ivory gates

Forever


No longer to lament

But courageously


Welcome me

In


To pitch my tent


With powers of enchantment and pleasures

That will seem 

Heaven sent


A contradiction 

Of above and below


For I know

Where all your lascivious

Tensions can go 


So shed your hubris and pomposity


As you 

To me

Are led


The Golden Goddess 

Of all Exiles


Living in the 

Great In-Between


A place

Where purple butterflies

Die


As tattooed souls

Wallow and cry


Come to me

Come to me


(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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