The shaft that cuts
deepest is light,
wound illuminate
Secret desires cohabit,
cloaked from acute
rays.
Night of caverns, come
Beneath sheets
tales divert
this contagion
Warm eyes
stir pages,
plaguing words
Love's memory shies from daylight 'til night cuts shared breath to shame.
1 comment:
David, If you have a chance you might look into Ottmar Liebert's lyrics.
This particular poem formats like his. Sarai
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