A tawny wanderer.
Base and basement.
Drone a perfect sigh, warm me over with a knee to the heart.
Come, draping eyes over me,
Well, one on the wine
Oh, this is your light. See how it comes and goes?
The same as our brawn,
the brains along, along
though willing
And into the river
Alight alight twice again said
And lit
And longer in the tooth
Come and gone again
2 comments:
Love this. Great poetry Riel!
Thanks! It was fun to write. I like assignments!
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