Decree

I am the louder side of laughter
rolling on whatever comes after
to meet the sea.

Finally at midnight's render
a core serene and tender
came out to meet me.

I am the final fermentation,
the steam at your station,
longing to be free.




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2011-05-30 at 18:17

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