Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Sundown

( After Gordon Lightfoot)


sundown , i'll creep into his room
to a room
he prays every morning 
but no confess made
in sunset.
let there be dark
just the moon ,
a few stars
to feel better 
in no shame
to lie my back
on his chest 
get fastened
to his blue jeans 
and be warmed 
skin deep .
sundown , just hold on
let my eyes 
rest in his.

0 comments:

Post a Comment