Treasure Island

Joseph Narusiewicz

(9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Knowledge


I shall lay in your memories
dawn closes the windows
moonlight has become my universe
silk stars moan like trains
strangers are pillows
strangers are risqué theories

I have known you forever
you were there when time doubted
now my bed has a warm breeze
night rings the virgin bells
out of the ground silk fishnet
your city lights like a desert

Visit me again hid in my head
my heart is a poet
eyes like a lions sleep
skies with soft dreamy hair
your world is moist
toe rings of golden robins

her thighs know everything

Submitted: Friday, October 04, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 04, 2013

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