Treasure Island

Amberlee Carter

(12-16-1981 DOD: everyday)

sleeping on the chest of July


Beds burn, longing-
Though I, have no desire

I walk streets-
endless curve of thigh

Thinking of you-
In this city
that does not know,
I exist

I see your face -
it's replaced
a thunderbird
flaps her wings

There's a volcano in my chest
that mimics
the intensity of your own
-
I would call you storm-
My muse on days
my hands roamed freely
the hemline of your expense

I'd take them back again
raise them to my lips-
kiss what memory of you
lingered there


In this city
that does not know,
I exist

The night calls me-
I lay alone, wedded to restlessness-

I will burn another
day of remembrance
in love's holocaust

Then watch from afar
the sun chasing the moon
to kiss her stars

until my love, I'm with you

Submitted: Friday, February 04, 2005

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