pissing under
a holy bulb,
brief enlightenment.
the blossom forms
an heavenly archway;
pink, white and fresh green.
she's got eyes
like antique wood,
hair like a witch's forest.
pinkish light
on the sandstone.
the air
still moist with spring
Sunday, 26 April 2009
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