Transcendent (Poem Every Day: 1)

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Oh, lost boy, my warm golden sun,


crawl into my bones and keep


my body from decaying.


My heart hasn't moved in seasons


now you burn inside my chest;


a needed dream. 


Aching to lie with you and rest


nowhere, with nothing but my tired skin


and open, honest mouth


- I sing quietly.


 


Prompt: "Open"

Created: Apr 02, 2014

Tags: free verse, prose, warm, poetry, open, theme, sun, poem, love

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