You Know

"Oh you know,"she said.
In a tone of sunset whispers
Syllables walking on elegant slender stilts
Into the covetous arms of an all embracing night,
All the words memory had ever known
Whirled burning constellations across worlds
Mind and tongue licking a fiery taste of ice,
As she came to him like a honied razor
Stripping moonlit willows of the sorrow in their songs,
"Who are you Love," he asked.
"Oh you know me," she said.




Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2016-06-03 at 23:10

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Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
You are so funny, I bit my cheek reading this, fortunately I am not litigious , clever, creative

Elle x
2016-06-03