in love with love

she wore diamond crusted stilettos

as she walked on the edge

of her mercurial nature

rings in her navel

to keep from busting apart

with a raven on her shoulder

to preen her golden hair

the tarot cards told of the future

and the future was amazing as

she took the king of twilight for a lover

in the light of waxing gibbous moon

between her breasts her heart was leaping

he reached out to reign it in.

the angels sang a glorious song

and the harpies dropped to their knees

what a fine young dream

for the woman as old as romance