Monday, December 14, 2015

Linda M. Crate- A Poem

maybe you're my cure
maybe you're just my ailment
crawl into my veins
i want to taste your chaos
free me of the bondage of myself
let me unravel
hide my secrets in your bones
i don't know if i need you,
but i want you
let us kiss as the ocean kisses the shore;
we can be just as mercurial
for i am moody as the moon and maybe one 
day we'll decide to join as one
kiss beneath an audience of stars and sun
dance with the wolves and fly with
the birds. 

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