My roots are burning <br /> <br />Upon waking I felt your hand on me. <br />Mine was already on yours. <br />We spoke soft tactile language. <br /> <br />It has been a year of celebration. <br />Our union began in Hades <br />until you pulled me up to Heaven. <br /> <br />Your voice calls me. <br />You sing submission songs. <br />I will have no other bramble bush. <br /> <br />~~~ <br />Alex Nodopaka Oct©2009 <br />AD Something<br /><br />Alex Nodopaka<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-roots-are-burning/
