Friday, April 30, 2010

Sky blue home
Delicate as a kiss
Surrounds like a caress
The green life.

It will only last a spring's brief week
If that,
But home will remain
In the amphibian
Heart
On those summer nights when he is sated
With flies and mosquitoes.

Home will call
And he will yearn
Sated but unsatisfied
Until he find again
The ephemeral kiss of home
And the caress
Of the blue sky.

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