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Sep 2014
Cerulean rays of the sun
Burning deep in the improbability
Of my being’s reality
Turning epidermis
To a dark sensuality
As the dermis boils
Erupting sores of pain,
Mocking at my fate…
From deep within

As I wait for him in vain,
Hoping our time spent together
Will heal and mend wounds,
I dream of a summer moon,
Its light soothing me,
Covering salve for my bruises
From the scorching sun
Why does my aching love
Not shield me?
From my blood sweltering
I am stuck knee deep
In quagmire of sun’s
Scalding blue rays


As you burn and scald
In your loneliness,
The sunlight
Touching your soft skin
With no intent to cause injury
But a burning desire
To en-wrap you
In its orange river’s flow
Painting your ethereal beauty

It is your heart that burns
Pining in distant love
As it sighs and yearns,
The blood that runs
Through your veins
Is what has been showered
Upon you by heavens above,
The sun and the cool summer moon
Are what you and I breathe.

In unison, the chests heave
With seasons passing, as old we grow
In moonlight and soft sunsets
Each ray adding to your and my glow
In collaboration with Billy Jo
Deborah Brooks Langford
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