Work In Progress, Verse One. Poem by Lazarus Knix

Work In Progress, Verse One.



There is no summer like a sigh-
Which heavy as a moaning mist
Enwraps the ocean of the eyes
Then chilled by dreams, solidifies
Into a passion-painted bridge

Thursday, December 17, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: ocean,passion,summer
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