Helena

As cranes rise over
     Cranes Roost
               my sullen soul
                         requested a moral boost,

Helena
      You
                were there - 
                         curly willow hair
                                       the moist hot air,

                 water all around
                          refracting waves and sound,

                  you came to my side
                  angelic and wise

                         (with)  dark soft sweet eyes
                                      carved dimples
                                      of perfect size,
and
                           just as quickly
                           as you had come,

Your vision faded
                           leaving me alone...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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