For Solomon, Who Sings So Many Verses Poem by Mitzi Kesterson
For Solomon, Who Sings So Many Verses
He lays me down and bathes me with his lips
Until I am clean and new with his kisses.
Never will I need more than this.
Never again will I walk the shore with yearning.
Instead I laugh in my heart-
I smile in secret, even when no one sees me.
I am happy. I am satisfied. I am content.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: lips
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