Grape Street Blues
I consider the way
that you laugh; hair flung,
full-strung, eyes closed and young.
.
While lamplight flies
billowed white in your eyes
with a charm to disarm once-bold suitors.
.
Slipshod girl,
have all oceans in the world-
none stretch far enough to annex my desire.
.
I exit stumbling
muchly sunk, tongue-tied
and drunk on lies as sweet as the summer.
.
So doesn’t she know
that my heart and soul flow
til they’re empty, to fill her completely?
Copyright © Greg Easley | Year Posted 2006
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