he's a man
too dead and too cold to care
and heavy boot stompin
up blood from scratched under his
fingernails.
And I'm just a girl stunted by heat
and by the fire of emotion inside.
what is love and why do i feel
for if there is no god
why do i have ears and eyes
and lips to taste your kisses
for a poets dreams fell from your lips
and i picked it up from the floor
kissing the sweet remnants
how far do you have to travel to see i've got
your poet's wish pasted sweetly to my lips
and hips of roses spring flies buz in
excitment of new love new days all hazy and the
sexy sticky heat
dancing in our hearts and on
erect nipples
large enough to make shadows on the walls.
we sleep with our windows open and eyes to the stars
wishing for someone to wrap her arms around us. to
wrap her smiles around us
and dogs are barking
melodies of summer on it's way
summer too hot too pure
melted saphires are poured over tonight's sky.
and our tired warm tears make stars in our eyes
stale from years of
emotion dying and decaying
still we sing our dreams to the people
that dont know we love them
that we love them like we love the stars
found in a poet's crying eyes.
10:17 pm - 05.06.03
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