He Has the Key

He Has the Key

A Poem by Caseypowers

Light reflects
Moonshine
Off my dark wine
Slow sip
Rain outside drips
Tortured rivulets
Trickle in my mind
Together in one bind
What to do?
What do I do?
The puddles form
Sodden seepage stepping in
Stepping on
Muck begone
From my shoes
Chase away these
Deep water blues
Love light
In those dark eyes
Unlock 
Hidden Secrets inside
 

© 2011 Caseypowers


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Added on November 20, 2011
Last Updated on November 20, 2011