For love
of poetry
I sat on ledges
a stone gargoyle
of hesitant
romance
I hid my face
gave myself
a new name
kissed
a storm on its
booming forehead
made peace
with more than
a few excuses.
For love
of poetry
I sat on ledges
a stone gargoyle
of hesitant
romance
I hid my face
gave myself
a new name
kissed
a storm on its
booming forehead
made peace
with more than
a few excuses.
