The Crystal's Empty
.
In mine duke
the crystal sated
firmly in my custody
as mine gawp through the pane
of your supple walk past I
yesss
the sound from the distance
your sandals brushing the walk
and the flurry of mine heart
caused the rush of the crystal
to mine lips
The sounds turned to sight
as you entered mine picture
Oh the bliss of my pounding pulse
held steady
with assist of the red found in
mine crystal
Your pause to lean and sense the
bouquet of my flaxen roses
did lend hark to the
crystal’s empty
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2011
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