Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Pink Cotton Dress

Who is She?
A free spirit blown in on
a June wind
Gone when fall appears
here to tear the tears
from impatient eyes

Laughing in dark halls
dancing in the shadows

Who is She?
lost innocence or past
childhood dreams
or both in one
hear to rip the voices
from ripened throats

smoking in the attic
rolling in the dust

Who is She?
that carries her dagger
to put poison in veins
and sugar on lips

kissing the pain
twisting the knife

Who is He?
fresh and lovely
waiting to taste golden fruit
watering seeds that shouldn't have
been sown

silent to the moan
blind to the last

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