November 09, 2009

Atoms of My Apple

Tuesday, 09 December 2008 at 22:09
I spied you upon the wind
I knew it was you
Bright as tin in the din
It couldn’t be otherwise

I felt you upon the road
Your brows in the streams of knowing
I smelled you in the reeds
I heard you breathe

I saw your art
Upon the cobwebs
I’m a martyr
To a satyr
I’m yours despite of me


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