Sunday, May 17, 2009

Wake

Wake,
Sleeping soul
Trapped decaying
In a soldier’s dead heart

Breathe
With the breath
Released after the kiss
Of a lover’s beseeching lips

Ache
With the pain
Of rebirth into self
From a self long forgotten

Ease
Into the arms
Of the lover waiting
As you molt the war’s mantle

Quake
Under those eyes
Quench the lover’s thirst
With the new life given back

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