Unworthy Elf
Have i ever told
you how comely
thou art?
for you are my
loveliness
the reason i coo
in the awkward feathers
of my fledgling ugliness.
Your voice
like bathing leaves
in nude empty cool fountain.
i your dark elfin shadow.
you pass by
and in supplication
i cover my thoughts
with the hood
of my nonconforming robe.
For unworthiness
is the only gnarled key
that bids me
sneak a whisper
into your world
for how often is the monstrous
caught by what
is most mysteriously beautiful…
Copyright © Andrew Rymill | Year Posted 2012
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