Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Verse: Yearning

(Posted in altered form on Facebook in October 2007. There are certain constants in my poems: Rain, dreams, sleep, stars, the night, and the moon. Oh and love. I should expand my repertoire. Thank you to Lisa, the keeper of my heart and verse, for preserving it for me:)

Look at it
the moon
its silver, silken
so bruised
so lovely
and lonely
recalling how
we coveted her
we sang such
sweet songs to her
dreamt often
of her beautiful body

we seduced
and abandoned her
yet each night
she returns
her heart
with longing
that one day
someone just
might reach out
to touch her shimmering
visage once more

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