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Dawn

Tenderly comes the light of day Into my arms Vanish the fears of night away O lucid her charms Intent wears no mask here In cloister of despair. Like mother's milk the light of day My eyes tongueing sweet Sips that brings into play Immunity for my shodless feet From day's soft breast My hunger finds no rest. And she comes singing from every tree Her voice candling the air Memnon's mother rich with musk and glee Dress ruffled on a chair No shadow of Achilles to pall Within this Ethiopean wall Hector fights out there, abide Beyond blood stained sands O crimson blushing bride With daylight in your hands From dark mountain cave I rise, irrevocably your slave.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 4/5/2009 2:26:00 PM
Wow, very well done, I particularly love the last stanza. You have a wonderful way with imagery! ~Trudy
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Date: 3/18/2009 1:03:00 PM
This is a vivid and passionate write that flows straight to the soul. I agree with James comment on this one..."immunity for my shodless feet" wow, great writing here. Smiles from Lolita
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Date: 3/18/2009 4:21:00 AM
incredible images and thought twist, L'naas! "immunity for my shodless feet" whewww!!!!! what a fun read! thanks! Jim
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