Sunday, December 26, 2010

Dolphins and Moons

Dolphins and Moons


The sword of perfection is unworthy
of mention in my lovers presence

unless it be drawn with regret.
Bones wear out with age,

fire can be easily extinguished,
but simplicity is better chained to hearts,

like dolphins swimming around
the aura of a lunar eclipse, a pendant.

When my lover touches my hair
I shatter into dancing moons.

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