fictional supposition edit

On Hegel and the aesthetic philosophy of beauty
She reaches to entreaty the gods of art
Those beings who suffuse
with words, emotionality

And charge again a vessel,
Translator for a modicum of grace
And risk in exposure.

Melted, melded and emboldened
Subsumed by a love.
A crater found again,
And reopened a wound
where It was regarded before.
Time has a way and maintains their fealty
This time she affirmed if implored
But that's just conjecture

Be this evocation of feeling 
fleeting or unsubstantiated,
or lasting,
Still she is subsumed, moved through.

He welded by her light
She constant in her wanders
As earth after earth empties them
And he would sigh as skin pressed
And he would sigh wordless

Leaving cogent disquities
to the ephemeral passage of time
If they could just but meet in minds 
a distant projection 
of a farmhouse in green fields
not far from a train
to take them there
and back again
living day in and out
resting and rising 
bodies together
then apart
then together again
all the while
superimposed
both carried in tandem, 

A living trust
in a theoretical universe
If they could just reconcile concordance

Presently either denying or desiring that which
rests at her foundation
the high calling of muliebrity 
manifested in fulfillment of nature
Relevant only in relation to another
They will not trespass on that thought

She would battle her struck wonder
​And he would sigh as skin pressed
And he would sigh wordless
Welded by the way he calms her

Let it be enough, this backdrop
known from a distance
as an apparition of sense

And make due
She with him, without him here.