A windblown hint of frozen perfume:
To touch and ease through nasal passage, delicacy,
and to warm the solidifying impression of flesh.
Intentions withheld, but lucid to those that conjunct them;
sonorous with the heavy clang of iron according, and, to taste of smoke of scalding
and mind of child.
Depressions in a wrist, slivered actions that the well-minded soul would perceive as control,
and a snaked lip switch that squirms and spats into a breath.
Silent, poison cordial-sweet, justification of the beholder
That, with a moment's indecision, is wrapped and made to be justice
(on a steak).
