Step Into The Wake

Step Into The Wake

A Poem by Pablo & Rookie

The pulsating heart bakes,
receptive to the light;

Piano keys lust for touch,
hungry enough to bite;

Sliding down the hill,
the black rabbit stares and laughs;

Not one but two friends off in the distance,
shaking with the calfs;

Dawn and dusk meet as friends,
no angst in the passing;

Wind up the concert, dear agents,
It is now my turn to sing. 

© 2016 Pablo & Rookie


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Added on August 17, 2016
Last Updated on August 17, 2016