For Appollo Of Olympas Poem by Minnie Gehrig

For Appollo Of Olympas



Appolo, Fair Child,
The sun raises on your tounge,
Fear not the eclipse
For even the bearer must rest,

Only bring me,
Your pastel poetry,
Paint the raimbow of the sun.

Bright-Comes-slowly
on the lips
Of forever young.

Saturday, August 21, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: lips,sun
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