Short poems 88
Truth
When do we know truth?
Is it here within our eyes?
Or perhaps there
Upon another's cheek?
Uncontainable Desire
Kiss my lips,
With such desire,
That you cannot-
Contain.
Unbegotten Toe
Hurl
Forth the unbegotten toe,
Which you have forgotten.
Lingering Sight
Give me breath,
So that my voice
May be in your ears again.
Do not lead me far off,
So that my image
May be lost,
But let my sight linger in your eyes.
For what little influence
You receive of me may be what
Keeps me forever in your world.