tagNon-Erotic PoetryCimmaron

Cimmaron

bypink_tulip©

By evening the Cimmarron
will flow over me.
Thick, crimson blanket
of tepid water soothing
my eyes and ears
with it's aimless current.
Warmed and comforted
in a cradle of mud
till my form drifts away
from the sun.

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