A soul, fertile
breathing life into the grains of desire
feeding the body with it's fruit
sating fear with its nectar
Let me paint you
into a still-life
to show all
how still you've made my life
07/19/2003
Posted on 07/19/2003Copyright © 2024 Melina Raven Maness Diebold
the natural air of this poem is wonderful, i love it when someone writes like that, and i never seem to do it right.
