'Sweet Velvet'

The lake stirs in dew drops
of the morning's knowledge,
As oceans hold meetings
On the outhouses of desert laughter.

Frozen water!
And a red rose
emanating fermented pleasure.

Eternity quivers, in studious wondering.
O' forget about me!

Just let the sunset bathe
In its cloudscapes of well-deserved abandonment.
While watching the sailors, toss and turn
aboard their velvet vessels.
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Poetry by Rev.Bola A.
(Copyright: 30.11.10 - ARR)

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