Start Dripping In Your Black Rains Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Start Dripping In Your Black Rains



Start.
Start dripping in your black rains.
Your shroud is cold.

The dance of the gruesome too
Has lust in it
The flame of life

Music begins to play
And in it life will
Stay.

As in a budding flower
At sweet Dawn opening
Her sensual mouth

So and thus
You lie in the petals, tiny,
Ever-changing, ever-transforming beauty.

Friday, March 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life,lust,rains
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