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Zephyrus, The West Wind
Ancient
wind-chimes twitter
in the zephyrs
of fusing,
exploring, curious
eyes; fumbling,
young,
soft hands that hold innocence
and attraction
together in an awkward
fist; rambunctious
trysts
in twin beds that last
until the ringing ends
and the wind-chimes
hold steady
in adulthood.
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Comment by: Mick - 2008-04-30 02:55
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| I guess I should look up Zephyrus to get the full meaning of the piece. As it stands, alone, is great. I like the mystery. :) |
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| Cal me crazy, but I think this poem is adorable. |
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