Tuesday, 03 January 2012 00:41
The sun explodes
Into a graceful swath of light
And joins with the dust
That is our whole and only
Life. And as she goes
Before me I go to.
Our tracks embedded,
Mixed up in the dew.
We walk for miles
And do not say a word
She does not loathe me
Or so I have heard.
She's like an angel
Joining with the dust
I walk behind her
in my sloth and drunken lust
She is paradise
Without her and within
I am no angel
Still caught up in my sin
I want to love her
But my spirit knows no love
I'm Noah's sea
And she's my dusty dove
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