Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Winter Words

Winter words have been elusive lots ... jumbled time tumbling bronzed locks ... tethering heartbeats to your memory ... bell ship bound in some sunken grave of grey ground ... and  feather down dullard dreaming cartilage cast spinning on the ice ... frozen fronds waiting for the spring thaw ... like ancient love letters tucked in the cracks of a wishing wall ... to return to the dust you blew through those hollow haunts ... I kept the wine from freezing between my thighs ... though they were rosy enough in the beginning with out currants and lavender to share their spice ... it will be a good year to uncork the  secrets we stained so many a moment with ... let the butterflies drink all they will and carry you away on drunken wings ... that sad or silken sorrows shall visit no more the cobwebs or the broom.
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