Thursday, August 25, 2011
Baby steps in the
Garden of heaven.
Today, now, from here on
Draped in gloom like
Landscapes of another life
Spent in the fields of innocence.
Small white legs
Falling and rising,
To the pines where the foxes belong
And across that silver line of
Bliss and boats with
Long statues of men
Like Gods far distant.
I swallow a lump
Of these molecules,
Of yesterday's dews, mildews
And a child's untaught feelings,
In a garden of rotting jasmines
Which once with nothing but yearn today
Holds the shrine of my
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Sunday, August 7, 2011
Someday, when the embers of prejudice
Fizzle out with the death of an age,
Someday, when I watch the sunset with
Him besides our golden lake,
Wistful glares, colder flesh
Hair, the kith of the moon above us!
Someday, when enough of our wits die
And charms fail their magic
To devour the lust in every seeking mortal's eyes
His, mine and theirs.
Someday, I shall hold his hands forever
And enter the tunnel
Of our never ending days!
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