Sunday, December 11, 2011

sonnet seventeen

your elements incarnate,
dragging what i have come
to believe to sundowns
resonating bright colors

and vivid dreams,
metaphors, allegories,
rhetorics and endless
visions and illuminations

as i chase your image
and cage it in my heart
yearning only for your air,

sheepishly defying what we knew
to allow the sacred, pure, untainted
faith to emerge from shadows.

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