Awaking a Thirst
awaking a thirst, filling me from above
with whispers of unforgotten love;
the pounding of drums as your name lingers
on mine own lips displacing rainbow sweet hues.
most wonders touch swirl round mine own fingers
yearning the music, I choose not to lose.
how many times did I gaze on thy face?
in mine own daydreams? When spent sun was fiercer;
awaking a thirst, filling me from above
with whispers of unforgotten love.
before then night lapse in dank vesture of lace
mine wane smile died, with memories dear sir.
brush flitter, round musical full score.
ivory fingers purposeless upon
awaking a thirst, filling me from above
with whispers of unforgotten love.
my ebony frame, asking for much more,
sweet release, mine demise, a distant yawn.
now I still steal, moments taking pleasure,
devouring the air that waltz around me,
awaking a thirst, filling me from above
with whispers of unforgotten love.
wisp of earth fragrant charm I treasure,
staring at the heaven it uses to be
awaking a thirst, filling me from above
with whispers of unforgotten love.
5/14/2021
'Say It Again' Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
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