A Poem About Her
She walked just like a humming bird,
so innocent and sweet
Although her scent would linger here
long after and deep…
with all my might I would resist
the tempest though would just persist
the vapor here would disappear
yet my state of mind remained unclear.
Apposed by life’s small mysteries
with timeless window galaxies
unspoken dreams, regretted wor(l)ds
bashing pride with rules unwritten
of maps leading to treasures deeply hidden
(in cavities of human hearts)
yet deep inside, I’d always wonder
awake I’d lie at night & ponder
upon the theories alluding here;
bitter sweet would never taste as good
as her sinful forbidden fruit.
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Editor: Catherine Monkman
Photo: chantel beam photography/Flickr
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