he
by judih.
Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-08-23 22:43:00
he comes and goes
like the masked marauder
hi ho he
horse tails tickling my he
art
i cling to a fleeting memory
of voice
galloping into landscape
headed for trouble
he charges
fearlessly
towards he
roism
muscles shadowed
by valour
he
a knight
in a daze
a lover
in a whispered dustcloud
he eludes
my embrace
with grace he
lives
…judih