Neytiri
"Oel ngati kameie"
Oh, my
Sweetness
If only you'd see me
With eyes of this aching essence
What scrumptious trouble we could find ourselves
In the weeping glow of the sacred tree
Drops of the mad moon, trickling
From your lips ... to mine
Such febrile fun
Delicious and ...
Dark.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Mid December Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
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