Seduction

We are meant to live a full life of passion:

Seduction

I am the precipice of the mountain you are standing upon,

I am the feather that lands at your feet when you are alone,

I am the dream wrapped around you, holding you tight on a cold winter’s eve:

I am the moon catching you when you fall from the sky,

I am the song of the flower that kisses you good night,

I am the wildfire that burns between us.

I am the heart that goes on beating even when it is broken,

I am the kiss that bruised you, the lust that does not struggle,

I am the first time you fell in love from a distance:

I am the faithful and the betrayed, the unthinkable,

I am the silent lover, the starving lover, the lover who wants to be yours.

I am the unfinished stone you searched for in the quarry:

I am the naked stone who stands before you awaiting your hammer and your blade.

I am the poet, the sculptor and the shadow reading your words,

I am the dream between dusk and darkness,

I am the pathless woods the broken compass and the poetry lost in translation.

I was the one you were seeking

because I was seeking you.

I was the wildfire that burned between us.

(Now)

I am the embers laying down in darkness.

I am seduction.

Poetry and Photo Art © Gesso Cocteau

Poem excerpt from 'Stranded Hearts' to be released Summer 2022