2003 Poetry

cloddish thoughts divest

my night from somnolence

as with my hopes from clinging by my side

I have waited for the time to tick for me

and freeze for a moment so I may feel

your lips silken against mine

I love to paint your visage on a canvas of love

using only hues of brilliance and splendor

that even the deities would be envy

to see your finish portrait of perfection

but I can only imagine these and that

and my figment of imagination is only

puffing my eyes to see that my night

is starless and even so--moonless

Author's Notes/Comments: 

written 7/13/03

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