ANGELA MARIE BUTKUS
Daphne's Call
Daphne's Call
the
willow’s breeze wisps painted dreams
lacquered in frozen liquids past
the dusk in my toes.
lacquered in frozen liquids past
the dusk in my toes.
steadily,
the blood of a rose
perches upon sealed lips—
Daphne’s enchanting sweet stirs:
perches upon sealed lips—
Daphne’s enchanting sweet stirs:
she
summons me toward roots
of her laurel. we sway
in amorous silence—
of her laurel. we sway
in amorous silence—
the
seduction of beauty,
passion’s vagary—
my heart’s great compass.
passion’s vagary—
my heart’s great compass.
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