Wednesday, November 12, 2008

My Love's Ecstasy (poem)

barren agony
oh, no…
the vast emptiness
a wanderer ponders purple caverns
here all is silence
the desert blows siroccos of ecstasy
my love dances as black water
pouring in velvet rapture
i am but a red rose
aching for the knowledge of the moon's dew drops

an old vase sits with the water evaporated and the pale husk of a rose bows her head weeping for the long fallen single petal on the dresser top

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