Sign
Scorpion is crying among
The trees behind the pilled weeds;
Dreaming and drinking with ecstasy
Where the earthly angels as conquered
Knights watched her from the Orca of Faytherin,
Which the melting ground seemed
To grow in fire and nothing was left
Under the faithful umbrella
Of a crazy lover.
Copyright © George Zamalea | Year Posted 2013
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