Sunday, June 5, 2011

“In Love’s Gold Height”

PLEASE feel free to comment. Thank you for time. Deborah

I am quite in love, yes, in love like
Wet roses with morning dew,
The white dove with the first sun’s
Glimmer,
A child riding his bicycle for miles,
In love, in a craze, in a jasper green
Daze,
My throat must fling forth every note
And spin,
Spin,
spin,
round and around
Till I’m no more flesh but a silver
Cocoon, held in a destiny
whiles my palpitating love
Unfastens,
Fashions wings, velvet wings,
Gold.

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