Heroes Hands Poem by ben myles

Heroes Hands

Rating: 2.5


Fire in a heroes hands
at the end of a cigarette
he turns ash to air
& air to truth
oceans in your eyes
parts like the red sea
on my own accord
clear;
I see the depths of your ocean
& the corals of your soul.

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Greenwolfe 1962 29 August 2008

I have no clue as to the meaning of this. GW62

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