- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Sahara's Mart
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Toes on the carpets
Hands in the Suns
Eyes closed in mystery
Swaying like the winds
Always I wonder darkly
Never with hot intent
Days End nods peace
So I watch my sins.
Other people beguile
For tunes they hear,
Tickling my mind's eye
In clay bottomed bins.
More distractions tear my heart
Every dusk at Sahara's mart.
- COMMENTS
tungtied2ualmost 19 years agoin it's simplicity.Almost seems like it could be a throw-a-way, but goes deeper. Wish you had fleshed it out a bit more.....the distractions line has me wondering.
