Tuesday, March 13, 2012


Discovering in the darkness
the fate of newborn stars,
gathering dewy cobwebs
from the midnight hour

To solemnly lay down at night
our head upon the sheets,
to grasp an understanding
of deep love, folded and neat

Of loves immortal solitude
amongst sultry hearts,
of nights and days and how
they spin; the heavens near and far

Of violets, lace and silky things
that gather and then mate,
of iodized thoughts and letters lost
that lead to heaven’s gate


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