cinnabar
aslight
lightly
lightens
light blue
the sky
from indigo
and as your
naked body
stirs
from beneath
the sheets
vermilion
I linger
and catch
the sensuous
dawn
creeping
crooning
crawling
o'er the
tiled roofs
of cinnabar
as
quick silver
while
down
below
in streets
hush quiet
you call
to me
as
workward
bound
good
morning
Poetry by Peter Humphreys
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Written on 2007-03-31 at 13:17
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