August 14, 2008
I know what I seek.

Honey bleeding
out of a
melancholy sigh

Watermelon tears
licking my face,
taunting me
taunting me

Blue-gold sunsets
oozing into
my lips,
slowly stroking
my intoxication

Red ink
seeping into
my heart,
reaching for my pulse
with hungry voids

Blue flecked
gold encircled
haunting me
haunting me

I know what I seek.

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