Thursday, November 26, 2020

My Desire

bring the beautiful flower to me
it is my desire
it is the sum of all things in this minute
of all things
it is the striking sound
of a breeze repeating in frail leaves
all around me leaves reveal
a season nameless desiring
waiting for the lightest caress
let today be the day when paths cross
when a smile used but once
fans the flames of a sun in bare fields
a fog rising from dampened earth
a shimmering puddle of desire
shaking off the wings
of darkly nervous
birds

jppestana
My Desire
11.26.2020

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