Monday, January 18, 2010


Floating and wanton
But never forgotten
Set to flame on a pool of desire
Created by my need to conspire
And upon fruition while blooming and birthing
I found a conclusion that left me searching.
So be my thoughts foolish, frank, or sequestered,
I remain the mute king and they the prince jester.

ELL 08/04

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