by John G Evans

Created on: October 10, 2010

Fledgling words break within the silence

of the desert winds

Anguished air, no beauty of the forrest.

Blood of ageless love - You!

Listen to the deepened voices

of desert winds,

through my grievous utterances.

Linger with me

within this anguished air,

lay with me only to be my all.

Ah, the endearing adornments of pearls,

Trampled by dogs and swine; why?

These fledgling words

that break within the silence

of the spicy desert winds.

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