Is such sweet
despair, like these words
Penned in delicious agony
Between my body & soul. more
Than just a metaphor, you dwell from my first to last
Leaving Earth), as though poetry
Walls of Babylon
With words as guardians of love.
Who will be
First & last finale, flying
Of the air we breathe, immortal
As the clockwork of spirits transcending life & death.
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Michael David Saunders Hall describes himself as 'a 21stCenturyGriot from the myriad of leaves on the Poet Tree'. You can find more about him, and his poems, here at his website > http://afrodamusjonze.me/