Monday, July 8, 2013

The Olympian

He descended from his Mount Olympus
Bent over me to reach my lips
But I was a human being
 
The kiss grounded on my dawn dream
Awkward yet awakening to me
Disturbing his godly gravity
 
He returned in heavy slow steps
Disappearing with his frozen smile
Through the yellowish hue of the observant silent clouds
 
 
 

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