Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: The Fool's Lament

Monday, May 18, 2009

The Fool's Lament

The lazy, golden summer air Lounges, unmoving, on my skin, A torpid, absent hearted caress Without need or intent And I lie, in accepting lassitude Until the sunshine is no longer there, Lost to my outraged flesh when Clouds for a moment coalesce And I seethe and roil In discontent And I leave,... Sign in to see full entry.

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