For Matilde


Ecumador - Poem by For Matilde

She sits
and gazes at others
the radiant flags of her lips
unfurl themselves from the
mad rose of her mouth
I miss watching
the inchoate passion
rise through her flesh
from it's Inferno
there is some part
of my skin already dead
from her absence
Somehow the universe is more fragile
beneath its Dark Coat
Somewhere we found a wounded space
in which we are altered forever
The equator we crossed brought
both pain and joyful winds
We brought petals from the land
which you will scatter
in the divine isles

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 25, 2012



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