Saturday, June 2, 2012

poem 10


Eyes
Cerulean orbs
Gaze through a wink of lashes.
Lids close; Dreams open.
Lips
Strawberry slivers
Keep secrets for guilty tongues;
 Yield crimson kisses.
Lost
Flummoxed in the world
With disorientation;
A lone fallen star.
Effusive
The first firework
To spread sparks across the sky.
Uncontainable.
Nepenthe
Curing anguish,
I remedy pain and make
Momentary happiness.

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