Monday, January 3, 2011

There will be a dawn (a poem)

There will be a dawn
Waking to sweet morning
As one I remember coming through my eyes in heaven


Undisturbed she bares her skin
Undisturbed she walks in her skin
In water bathing radiant light
In water she loves the radiant light


There will be days and nights
Mornings and evenings
Noons and midnights
When I lie and ask
When I wish her standing
Naked force in my room
Under the sky when she returns


Words fit into place
Fit broken phrases to tongue
Making leaps and connections
An answer or reassurance or revival

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