August 13, 2012

poem 270 of a poem a day for 2012




sensual bloom

between the hunger
and the seams of undone
the Sun streams in
through the open window
and I lift the veil from
where your soul
is mapped
in the ample harvest
of your beauty

this is where
my bones leave
their cages
for what the seas
and skies will rage with
this is my altar of lean
this is my no going back
between then and now
because a moment can
tell you that this is
a scream that wants
to be awakened

EJR ©

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