Poem for a Dark Girl
She that dove into a somber pool
of sleep; breasts like silver pain
to kiss; flesh to burn cold fire.
And her song like a scarlet bird
flashing through a brilliant sky.
The shimmer of bodies twisting slowly
through the cool green dimness
down and down, and a far bell booming.
There is water rushing over pebbles
into laughing peace.
I not alone but with her comforted.
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11 lines · 3 stanzas