By Ruth E. Dominguez
the spiritual bargain
was enigmatic,
regal views
of
vicissitudes and platitudes,
dusk –
a sacred thing…
purple moods
bubbling like
champagne
and
our betrothed ideas –
allusion, not illusion,
contemplate, not complicate –
languored
in gusty daylight…
your weighty
gifts
spoke to me
in their
lavish sobriety,
I aligned
myself
to your
inner stories
with haphazardness
and cunning,
you responded
in deft
motion
of alacrity,
and I could no longer
know the difference
between our
half-cooked emotions
and flighty embellishments.
together,
shedding our
dismal vernacular,
we caught our breath
in perpetual flux.
*Author’s bio: Ruth E. Dominguez is a published author of nonfiction, short fiction and poetry. Her works have appeared in The Hub, Crossing Rivers in Twilight and The Common Line Project, among other publications. She has a B.A. in Latin American studies and performance and a M.A. in sociocultural anthropology. She currently works in education.
