Undone

© 2011 Rob Krabbe
Dense clouds settling downsurround me;
this
echoing ghostlike winter's rolling sea.
Hug my morning with yourambivalence.
Lay down naked onmy spirit, like a loverlost to fading memoryand the worshipwithin her paleblue eyes.
Oh my sweet,brother sun,loyally seek me, lost within this comfort of lies.
Burn this foggy morning head away into an afternoon well done.
What I don't know would fill the landscapeas a kindling fire.
and . . .
AllI need to fearin this life . . .is what I know,sometimes my heart's desire,
and all I leave undone.

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