The Black (W)Hole !!

A dame there at yonder,

Bouncing up in hers tune.

Keen so deep I ponder;

She is me, at all loon!

Tog up by her own soul,

Glam up in a rushing glee.

Dread and dear never stole-

Life is what it wants to be!

Questions never dispense jest

Echoes spry, self and served.

Smile, passion, love then lust;

Astir eyes never be spied.

Plunk my heart in jealousy-

Though my clone or myself.

Dug deep in me so whole,

Reflects there at the blackest hole!!