coolhandluke

Luke's Poetic Interview
2002-05-04 13:14:08 (UTC)

night

she'll be in the roof garden
gathering flowers
when i arrive.

we won't speak
our eyes will be our mouths
and our bodies our eyes.

sometime later
when the moon is high
peace will come
in a moment
a forever moment
when the sky touches the earth
and leaves its dew
for morning to find.




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