Sophia Someday (sophiasomeday) wrote, @ 2004-04-30 13:57:00

After (way after) Rumi
When I asked you to undress me
You said it would hurt
I said do it
You ripped off my skin
I wasn't using it anyway
_____

A boy drowned when he tried to kiss the moon
that he saw reflected in a pool.
a reflection of a reflection.
I will be killed by the sun
with Your name on my lips.
_____

I look, but cannot get lost enough to find You.
I call, but all your names obscure Your face
I fear I will go insane from knocking on doors
asking for mustard seeds.

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