Our Lips In A Liquid Pilcher... Poem by Jacques du Lumerie
Our Lips In A Liquid Pilcher...
Our lips in a liquid pilcher
Are so gently rolling
Sleep in a corner
Chiseling away the sharp walls
From around our secret whispers.
You dropp a smile
I pick it up, place it on a
Passing cloud,
It rains softly
Throughout the morning.
I dropp a tear,
You swing on it like a child
Your coat open to
The moments of another hour.
Even rain can be a blessing
Saturday, February 14, 2004
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