I will
search the world over
travel far an' wide
to arrive. my
final destination
before you, I shall stand amidst
a circle of dazzling light, with
a soft smile
your great hand, I reach
my (i's) close
slow ly
to my lips, your
broad palm, I kiss
down to
your finger tips
exerting electricity
compelling enough to heal
old battle wounds
[where heavy burdens gathered an'
settled there to stay:] now
have melted away
caress my cheek
oh so
tender
for a moment…
your palm, wh...
Published on December 27, 2009 21:43