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.