Like silken hair <br />with sparkles <br />in the light of <br />glow-worms. <br /> <br />Your thoughts <br />and heartbeats <br />in the darkness <br />of my soul. <br /> <br />Crewcut of <br />poison ivy, <br />next to <br />the juniper. <br /> <br />Refreshingly <br />not dead as yet <br />but slightly mossy, <br />staleness of age. <br /> <br />When moon and stars <br />have taken leave <br />just once <br />before I go <br />I will be with them, <br />the whole ungodly lot, <br />playing on swings <br />and teeter-totters <br />yes, with the best <br />of them.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/back-again-2/
