- Non-Erotic Poetry
- ephemerata
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Click hereIn the kingdom of the sky
a lifetime is an afternoon.
Obsessions last for nanoseconds.
Castles are built on gusts of wind.
Civilizations crumble every morning.
Love is paper cuts flapping in the wind.
Love is fireflies in the gathering darkness.
Grains of pollen land on my tongue, and
I bow to your fleeting imperium.
You stroke my hair in gratitude,
but I'm not there. I've moved on.
- COMMENTS
Esperanza_Hidalgoabout 13 years agoyou would explode if you came to the forum as friday suggests.
fridayamabout 13 years agounfinished, this poem. I love your work, but this is perhaps not your best though there are as ever wonderful evocations of time and space in words. Come onto the Forum? x
