weighed

a piece about crying

out on evenings gray

sweet slurping of sweaty crying

dropping warmly like anchors

oh weeping heart

sway these eyes to gaze the stars

their lily-white lighted breasts

my tongue to melt the ice that tipped their peaky peak

 

downward are the poisons

less the time of giants

greater the good of fables

quietly immortal

Reviews

[Seriana]

You used lily-white!!!! I've never seen it used before (except the title to one of my pieces). Periac, I can hear you speak this. No, for real, I can hear your voice. It's spoken from the heart. Deep and resonant. Nicely done!