Leaking Pen

(Wellington, New Zealand)

Rumi's lips


Daddy named me Roy
He wanted a boy
Instead!
He got a sensitive girl
Not a tomboy
With a wide mouth smile
In a body of a narrow hipped boy
Sorry Daddy if I ruined your life
No after school soccer games
Or weekends in the park
Throwing American football
Or hopeful boxing trials!
Instead gentle poetry spread
Rumi's lips honey
My heart's hunger
Inside my mouth
Sentimental moods
Fondness for beauty
Painted with words
We came so close once
Seeing eye to eye
When you read aloud
"The Arabian Nights"
Mold the man in me
Sindbad The Sailor
His Seven Voyages
I snuck back into my own world
Dreamt of being
Scheherazade instead!

March 4,2013
**Copyright Leaking Pen 2013**

Submitted: Monday, March 04, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, March 06, 2013

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