Lonely, strangled, imbedded in you
cajoling, laughing, covered in love
color, sinter, bloody at times
ginger, splendor
and all the while
longing for the slumber of winter and mourning to end,
the waiting and wandering 'round you.
'07
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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