#534. tell me white wing

March 14, 2012

her thought down the river
is the way home lies
dark white caps
slap pilings
draw me
to her

as we descend into dream 
no cruelty will matter 
only clear eyes
and a dance
to hold us

tell me white wing 
where do you take me tonight?

2 Responses to “#534. tell me white wing”

  1. “No cruelty will matter” has tagged alongside me the entire day. What white wing would be so cruel? Perhaps, one evening, she shall take you into the waves of Celeste blue.

  2. hames1977 said

    dear zevstar,

    i hope to have that angel tonight too, nice poem 🙂

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