Friday, December 10, 2010

Take my heart, my love.

My heart
is torn between longing,
a soft touch, a glance:
Where are you my love?

I feel
as though I’ve been cast,
the four winds, the stars:
Are you here my love?

on the cobalt blue sea,
the red blood, desire:
Will you come my love?

the search I continue,
never knowing, looking:
Are you her my love?

A child
dries a tear on my cheek,
saltry desire, fluid:
Take my heart, my love.

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