Monday, October 14, 2013

This way, reddened, as You, prepare for a sail, a long voyage,

This way,
Under the sky
Overcast,
As
You prepare for a sail,
A long voyage,
This way,
As you reddened
Leave footprints on soft mud,
Your heavenly face
Looking so lit
By candles,
Your hair untied...
Cascading down,

This way...
Once a poet saw you
And called you by so many names...
So many...

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