Sunday, December 23, 2012

My gaze hits your backside

man on the mountain
we meet in my dreams
the magic you spin
with those spider fingers
weaves fractals and summer rafts

                    to float downstream

you are a natural charmer
and shoot it like robin hood's arrow
               
                   unwavering, precise

your string of hearts,
              a day's catch
dangle, waiting
to help you solve eternity
as you dare to strip search time

the beast in your body
hammers at home and hardship
friends and foes
death and dreams

love is not a luxury you endulge

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