Saturday, February 6, 2010

La Madrugada (The Dawn)


coiled round your spine in throbbing breaths
ankles and knees enshrined

a silent howl builds beneath shallow breast
brimming on your wine locked lips
released by the night

as I remove
redress
regress
remember my name
as you forget yours

close your eyes
let out the light

tucked up in down
you sleep
still warm
in the memory of those that knew you then
before time

with stinging eyes and sighs
i'll wait for you here
under full moon
wrapped in surface reflections
glossy and flat
as a magazine

and amongst the songs of dawn
i listen for
your distant call