PERLA
Under birdsong and wheat
I waited a Sunday April
most remembered crossed another trail
and stigma stayed with a single and moved
as he opens his eyes slave
to cold and silent shadows.
remembr evenings, nights, dream
crazed flame
were a pearly pearl
dancing in the sea a love
that only mine without parapets
naked, honest and pure
because the man what he is worth
have the title and honor
of mortals as deadly
as hypocrites with no shade.
tide I saw you in unabashed
I whisper but still
song in your heart and soul.
And today as I navigate a blind
on a dead lake
of eternal loneliness
of eternal loneliness
in which you no longer I
in which you no longer feel.
in which you no longer feel.
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