john tiong chunghoo

(Jan 21,1960 / NEW YORK)

Pablo


pablo swept
i am by your lines
of love and sea
so full of life and...life

i would commit
all crimes of writing
to send to you
this posthumous ode
full of superlatives

this heart is caught
like a fish in a net
gasping for water
....for your words

your magic
draws me like
bees to nectare

ants drowned
in sweetness

two lovers
swept by
passion
of first kiss

Submitted: Saturday, July 15, 2006
Edited: Monday, August 16, 2010
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  • ***** ********* (7/15/2006 10:20:00 AM)

    This is a beautiful poem John, but I didn't understand the first line. Could you enlighten me? And should that be plural re diamond? Smiling at you, Tai (Report) Reply

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