dew drawn cheeks

along the
wriggling
writhing
Rhine
power
stations
with
cockade hats
plume
mist
into
hollows
and
as
a
sleeping
people
sleep
before
they
attend
upon
their
duty
your
beauty
strikes
me
through
the heart
and
as
a flock
of
starlings
startle
their
wiggling
way
back
home
I
gather
you
in
my
faltering
arms
and
kiss
your
dew
drawn
cheeks



Poetry by Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-03-06 at 10:06

Tags Rhine  Love  Kiss 

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