Gnossienne
By ways of morning stars
and dew-lipped kissing
dreams i am here
Sideways within my arms
tulips swaying colors
spent you are there
A mourning comes as night
wanes into the seams
of lasting pasts
at last we are One.
:: 09-04-2017 ::
Copyright © Ernest Robles | Year Posted 2017
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