Last Night A Poet Saved My Life

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Last Night A Poet Saved My Life

Stories from the Shoormal
The Last Waltz
The Weight
Blood Season (4)
The True Bear Tale (Stockholm, 2001)
Last Night A Poet Saved My Life
Smoke Wings
In Between Days

Gave me mouth-to-mouth
licked away the kiss of death
breathed into me a new voice
that whispered sweet nothings
until all bitterness evaporated away

Last night a poet saved my life
fed me a feast of sound, tantalizing lyrics,
draped me in song
lulled me into soporific dreams
that awakened me

Last night a poet saved my life
gave me the beat
that my faithless heart had skipped
stoked dying fires
quenched my endless thirst

Last night a poet saved my life
shouted secrets in riddles
illuminated beauty in darkness
wove infinite shadows
out of light

Last night a poet saved my life
Made love flirting with ears
Sound arousing my sense of taste
I mouth words
My fingertips caressing the page

AuthorRaman Mundair
2018-08-21T17:22:55+00:00 February 14th, 2010|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 70|0 Comments