Eric Cockrell

Baby! - Poem by Eric Cockrell

fresh plowed earth...
i cry out for rain!
baby, cant you hear

the sound of distant thunder?
the candle cold,
naked, and left alone,

baby, light the match!

turn the page, break down
the walls of this prison cell...

hungry, panting,
four feet running....
baby, cant you feel

the need for flesh?

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 20, 2011

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