when i have felt your sunlightA Poem by m.s.earlyEvery morning I will collect your sunlight like the monks collect coins from the temple fountain. I am familiar with praying in the temple’s sanctum; it’s alters are heavy with my prayers for you. My heart kneels like repentance and weeps for forgiveness that I might find the grace of your touch on my lips. I will walk in your sunlight new every time like a hayseed’s first trip through your city streets, and if you will forgive my wonder, my mouthwideopengaping wonder, I will much oblige you with a humble kiss. My heart wines like a gull crying over the east river; it sounds like the wind winding itself between the towers of your city. Until the sun your hair wears in the morning tenderly quells my wanting and answers the mysteries my eyes found among every curve of your body, after I have felt your sunlight I will pray no more because my faith will have manifested and hope will have been relieved. No suffering my heart will e’er be experienced evermore.
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Added on February 15, 2016Last Updated on February 15, 2016 Authorm.s.earlyVAAbout"A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep." -Salman Rushdie more..Writing
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