Treasure Island

jerome moore


Always our soul


If I could dispel your damper day
What would be best?

Twirling on the lawn
holding sparklers in the sea
While waves watch over us.

What brought you to me?
Autumn we both decayed
By winter our packs were made
in all the glory i could have stayed

splitting the wood to feed our fires
decorating you in quilts, in pajamas, in love
we were welcome naked
playing like animals
scratching and showing teeth
biting growling communicating

Now We walk with the same rhythm
and welcome the glory
tapping into our sacred maple
and always always our soul.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013
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