Of My Beloved - Poem by RIC BASTASA

my bed is cold, my pillows too
my blanket not taking the heat of my body
the window of my room is open
to the brightness of the moon tonight
i wish to hear the sound of familiar steps
on the bamboo leaves....

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 1, 2010

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