Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Words by Kumiko Mae





In my words, you say
You’ve lost and gained
all meaning--
yet within my shades
you memorize, every gray
is silver lining.
With cold erratic waves
you ride and then
become, a werewolf
a child of full
moons, and sun.
You search
to realize
to unravel
too much, sometimes
but you drink
from the chalice, of naked
truths and hazel eyes.
I am, you say The One
the love
the sun
the smoking gun
to your only sure, thought
and kindred
soul of which I also become.
By earning you,
golden girl—daughter of gods
and of milli-tries,
I win the most
and the best
of who you are
to your only one,
my only one.
And like a cub, hiding
I keep you from the wild.
Your words
in my mouth,
between my eyes.

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