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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