A Sparrow Poem
I
leave a stain whenever my heart beats,
A few are quite beautiful though brief.
Like a watercolor morning whispering
or a moon-licked mermaid sea,
but most are pocked with lust's conceit...
I
leave a stain whenever my heart beats.
Turning sparrow psalms into silent crows
where blackness climbs the picket fence,
these stains tend to overbend the soul.
I
leave a stain whenever my heart beats.
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