Breathe Slowly Upon Shoulder Near Dawn
She,
twisted parallels between reality and dream
as touch wrapped ‘round back at night, she,
driven pleasure smile laughter glee hardship fought drought,
but believe in presence better than she,
when absent.
Trend tends to make think soul searched burnt heart
aches make see heaven with kiss, serene moment lost,
in she, sought after connectivity less realized
as question why find something amazing about me, yet she,
brings soft tender love to cold stone scorched
by years under unforgiving sun, she,
cautiously approaching situation now, let guard
down momentarily whilst breathe slowly upon
shoulder near dawn, she,
bless’d winged beauty…
Copyright © Dantes Cristo | Year Posted 2012
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