Alchemical Romance

Alchemical Romance
by Michele Montserrat

Kiss me, Phlogiston.
Your invisible, sticky dew,
underlying all that burns
and not burns.
I sweetly burn
In the not-burning for you.

Kiss me, Phlogiston!
When your lips touch mine
I become you
and you become mine.
Oneness, forever,
in unity.
Kiss me, Phlogiston.
Kiss me.

O kiss me, Phlogiston.
Again and again and forever-all-ways!
Your touch makes me swoon,
and sizzle,
and burn
with ancient anticipation.

Kiss me, Phlogiston
with your alchemystery.
Kiss me under that secret flag of yours
until I’m dry
and sane
and ready to fly.

Kiss me!

Kiss me, Phlogiston!
Over the moon,
And under the sea, and on top of the world.
Kiss me on the other side of reason
Kiss me
until you and I
begin
and end
with each other.

Kiss me Phlogiston –
until the cows come home
in your tophat and tails
on the stair,
in your underwear
softly,
like a prayer,
floating
through the air.

Kiss me, Phlogiston
Kiss me before there was
“Let there be Light”
and kiss me
after the Hallelujah at the end of the world.
Kiss me here and there,
And
OH YES!
Kiss me there.

Oh Yes –
Kiss me there –

Again.

One Wild Life (2)
Photo by Michele Montserrat

 

Note: Phlogiston is the hypothetical fiery principle formerly assumed to be a necessary constituent of combustible bodies and to be given up by them in burning.

Featured image courtesy of Pexels.

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