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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