Passionate Poemaglyph
Scrabbled upon the dark cave wall A stickish figure of a long haired woman Her hair a flowing stream of flowers, inside a circle with lines radiating out. She is his sunshine Written open the rock, shining stars for eyes, while two hands hold up the sun He dreams, she will be eternally his Hoping, she can read between the carved lines as he invites her into his humble cave before the written word was there still was a poet
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2015
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