THE BEAUTIFUL UNCUT HAIR OF GRAVES* *from LEAVES OF GRASS Resurrected particles of dew The air alive with smiles I breath in the laughter Drops of light glistening on my moustache As centuries collide Inside my head I am a feather at sunrise A long distance dream My hands shimmer with Afternoon allusions Drip pieces of rainbow onto My waiting tongue where words are given warmth And a place to sleep
Posted on: Wed, 06 Nov 2013 17:02:13 +0000
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