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Song of Solitude

The is so much I want to tell you
The is so much I want to show you
The is so much I want to be with you
The is so much I want to feel with you

A lonely man leaping through the Garden of Eden
Naked before the sun, shameless with the moon
Smirking at the flowers
Jesting in delight
Nectar on his lips
Alone he truly is not
Only solitude, no others
How does if feel to be driven?
Feeling on the skin that was not touched
Burned in the blood that felt no flame
Kissed in the soul that lost all hope
Secretly he sighs
For a spell they adjourn
How does it feel to be loved?
To tell would be a sin
Fresh fallen snow sleeping in the pines
A gentle winter’s storm
Deceives the weary eye
Below still lie the icy roads
Better stay home tonight
Build yourself a fire
Read and ancient rune…

I will wait a tick
And I will wait a tock

END
© 2005 Christian Cloud Abraham

Posted on December 11, 2005 in
Emotion: Wonder, Type: Poetry/Prose