Saturday, October 15, 2011

Something Sweet




Something sweet -
honey on toasted bread -
is a delightful distraction.

Something solid -
the walls of my castle -
could come down in an earthquake.

To me, a person to love -
something deep -
is the wind;
Flight over mountain and tree.

But where is this flightful breeze?
Must I wait for it to come to me?

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