Poésie

Myhood

Lips on your ears to whisper the blues, you heed in or head off,

I bide your words to final say,

I last for your needs, 

I breathe in your smile n’

Caved in my warmth, thou lovest!

Let’s pretend, dwellin’ a scored living,

Sans want sans feed,

Breathing hard past need,

Walls coo my inner voice,

When you forget my empty hood…

Gazing in dark angels flying by,

When a baby puddles overly,

For me to cuddle with love,

I saddle up to see dawn,

Ending in Endless cone of thy moan.

Though now I be barren for length of time,

Thou shalt fortify in me, to chip off d’old block,

For thou wilt behold naked love…

Out of nowhere, into d’here,

I dance embracing complete!

Maks