Sunday, August 15, 2010

verse: when nothing becomes me

(for m'lady)

when nothing
becomes me

when this
arthritic language

no longer knows
your name

and my eyes
hold no dreams

eager to be
introduced to yours

to unravel
your infinite mystery

do not forget
what i was

when i
was yours

it was in
that brief time

so much
like spring

when nothing
became me

quite like you.

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