To Love You From Places
To love you from places,
We learn from the thighs and flowers,
Whichever a tongue taste,
The bitter glories of undefined fruits,
We hear the sounds of the inhuman waves,
The minature cries and purrs,
As life tithers in great distances,
And describe a dialect,
Such wild places we dream the songs,
Forever into the clutch of destiny,
We pine and pine in the never believing world,
Until we reach a shore,
Until dreams are made,
Until reality calls your name.
And a white flag is hoisted.
From an embattled sea,
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