BAREFOOT
my soul is slipping away
Thursday, 9 September 2010
roman beach
I would love to feel
the reaction
of your translucent
complexion
to these red-hot stars.
Would your freckles
be darker?
Would your irises,
rough crystals,
bear this immense light?
Under a scorching sun,
the thought of you
is wrapping me again
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