TOO HOT THE EYE OF HEAVEN SHINES
the hawk
watches the lovers
'...too hot the eye of heaven...'
no sound
just the silence
roaring
a sea of trees
splashing against
the toe of the mountain
the trees
running down to the lake
in the sun
the lake
bathing
in the sun
the sun
sinking in the lake
lovers dive deeper
she runs and runs until
she is just...
a distant dot
and when she is just
a distant dot then
she runs back into my kiss
her shadow sneaks out of
the back of her heels
only to be caught on a wall
the fire spits sparks
smell of apple wood
on its breath
disgruntled embers
stirring to life again
with a mouthful of twigs
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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