Blue sky, tunes, waves
And passing on the strand
Wafting drapes of the oceans’
Luscious symphony
She sings for me tonight.
In a room far from the shoal
Where evening has already set
And where we may walk
Backs to the west
Passing passing,
yellow skies
and harmonies;
She sings for me again,
Comforting in my room
The blinds drawn,
The anxiety gone,
The memories safely visible
Like stones in my garden
Still hot from the afternoon,
As the sun is passing passing
For the moon,
Setting in the west
The tops of the clouds still
Kissed by her caress
She sang for me today
That sun, glorious, safely
Visible, passing arcs
Through the sky
On a shoal far away,
Where the pelicans fly.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
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