Porcelain Soul
Turn off the city lights
Rake the wind and
rake her leaves
rethink the cost
till its toil
a boat ride in the seas
smashing rocks
to the tide
a moons roll
the starboard side
of a porcelain soul
everyone is asleep
on the riverside
the tide flaps the shore
waiting in the grains my bare feet
sucked down in the sand
with each gaping moment
a splash in my hand
her breast form a shadow
i watch her dance
my reflection in the mirror
a warriors stance
Copyright © Denis Brezik | Year Posted 2018
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