Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.



Saturday, October 20, 2012

you have drenched my soul to the bone
with dripping honey.
you whisper breeze tips onto oblivion of my earlobes.
we descend the station of night together.
i ache and twist for news of yr presence.
you are at work or driving home after a long day,
i stay and pen yr tribute.
it's all worth it
you caw at my moon
i wait
gentle firm longing.
i hear music outside
it must be yr melody
playing against a sweet breeze
whispered into the sweet oblivion of my earlobes.

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