Naked are my suns
that lay there in front of your porch
sweating they are
in frozen winters at your door
Some whisked are whiskeys in jar
for they create no joy or gloom
and merely seek shame
that could just confound
the unrelenting realms
of this heavily misguided heart
More and more, and it’s very often
when my eyes fall on many images
of you running through my head
they seek no light, but thirsty they are
for the blood of your lips
why you, why so callous
perched high horse, you peach smelling lady
I beseech to be your inseparable part
And to be lost and found inside of you
Rest is star spangled sky
of this lonely night
That conjures and makes promises
of love and dreams
This heart beats like
the tides near the shore
It longs for your face
to be seen, touched, smelled and kissed
Before I abjure my soul
to rest with earth
And when I am gone
don’t wait for me
don’t miss my face
don’t remember my name
all remained of me is in...
the sherbets in your smile
the roses of your hair
the grass that touches your feet
and the crinkles around your neck
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