An army of you
Collapsing on me
Fragile surrender
I’ve kiss and tell
The arms that hold
The skin that warms
We have many tendencies
Our opponents mock
We lure, we kiss
We hate the formula of tricks
I banter your shadow
You chase me in meadows
How we start the honeymoon of April
And smell the fragrance of lilac
On early sunrise and dawn
We ramble a union at nights
2012
For some reason this reminded me of a scene from Faulk’s novel, Birdsong..quite beautiful.:)
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I enjoyed the juxtaposition of power and fragility in this beautiful poem.
Just love your style.
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Beautiful poem
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