Until ...
Like stripes walking across the marble floor
Dancing a slow waltz till the day has gone down
And I keep watching them until you call me
As you walk in through the door
A thousand pigeons sit babbling on my terrace top
Like pendulums bob their heads lolled
Picking tiny grain till their measly hungers satisfy
And I keep watching them until you get me
Out of the lonely cold
Countless stars dazzle in the sky as I lie on my bed
Like angels showing off their haloed bliss
Puckering the smooth night till it receeds defeated
And I keep watching them until you turn me
Into your arms with that kiss
Labels: poetry
1 Comments:
I really liked the analogies you've used here - specially
"Countless stars dazzle in the sky as I lie on my bed
Like angels showing off their haloed bliss
Puckering the smooth night till it receeds defeated"
I agree with Max about the 2nd stanza - the tenses jar - perhaps it would seem better with a semi-colon sperating the 2 phrases :- "Like pendulums bob; their heads lolled" ?
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