Sunday, November 21, 2010

Orange and Blue

darling it's been awhile,
since my neck was held back ---while---
you whip me around your track--

hair tangled, orange and blue--
the spots in my eyes, my mouth knowing you--
my body it cries;

ancient dialect like nails it goes in
and arched the hanging ---parts of me appear thin
our hearts they are clanging.

my chesty cavern fills with sweet prize
like spongey cake --you--rise
you bake

and ending my dreams are orange in blue
the love in my heart, and knowing you
my work of art.

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