Thursday, October 20, 2011

When

The air was crystal
The night was acid

The stars were yellow
As jaundiced eyes

The moon was a bowl
Of mother's milk

The grass was green
& sharp as guilt &

Desire was damp as
The morning dew

Love was a heart
Shining thru the palm

Of your hand & flesh
Was no obstacle

KE

2 comments:

  1. Thanks Kathy. Took a few re-writes 'til I finally convinced it to say what I wanted, kind of. Should've titled it 'Compromise'...

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