Gargoyle Poem by nimal dunuhinga
Gargoyle
At the roof gutter in the old Museum building
I'll be your Gargoyle.
Actually I am not your waterspout and still alive
Among the ruins here.
When you see tears in my eyes
You'll be happy of this object exhibits a permanent interest
In the temple of the muses.
[ I love you because you understand me every single thing I try to do.]
-Jim.Reeves-
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5/11/2024 7:17:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A graceful poem, unique and poignant. Kind wishes, Sandra