I danced upon your naked face
You smiled through silvered Irish lace
We smirked beneath the darkness’ trace
Believed we were more than our race.
But blackness snared our sweet goodbyes
As we prepared our sweetest lies
Spoke never of the fears that tied
Our lives to smelters ‘neath our eyes
You labored pregnant without grace
Beneath the sun’s beleaguered trace
Tearing apart the love you spaced
Ignored the pierced hearts never faced
All all and all torn broken walls
Spent tearful life that spins and falls
Tucked raveled throat beneath your jowl
Tiptoed beneath the leaves of fall
Grabbed for life, grabbed the flame
Reached the nether claim to fame
You may never know your name
Shallow, fallow hollow shame.
10/27/09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem