Treasure Island

Dorsey Baker


Lust


fingers of the fist
clenched tight-
the fingers of youth
spread wide upon
dusty back
of jet black raven.
the fingers have
no feeling!
until they touch
the wind;
and the wind
only races
through a
finger or two!

Submitted: Thursday, September 22, 2011
Edited: Friday, September 23, 2011
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