Skin
Skin,
light from the window of west
God give patience,
for what I endure
her sex is the window
light, that pours
for and from
the light of south, her naked
Sworn,
purity in dress
sweet, curious,
ethereal
caress - The light,
how it turns
Shadows
Embrace
The deep and curve
The intricate space
Light
in the valley, Shadow,
mid-tones
grasping the skin
Hiding the bones
of you
Where you began
Inside from out
Outside, in
- We are but machines
spirit, contains
Organic in nature
From west window pane
Copyright © Ezra Vancil | Year Posted 2005
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