Thursday, March 4, 2010

Photography is a Mirror

it shows you a path
you never saw before
brings you on the wings
of an image to her door
photography is a mirror
holistically healing to cure
whether she loves you
or does not live you
even the mirror is not sure
woman a gemstone
born to allure
provided you have
balls to endure
very hard to get
her love her attention
her heart to procure
woman a taste
of a divine liqueur
woman a love
more sacred and pure
but falling in love
with a woman
you are walking
a tight rope
totally
insecure
her heart on lease
on rent sometimes
for limited tenure
in transit a girl child
pretending
to be mature
opaque
obscure
all
that
you
are
from her
to you a
divine
detour
a poet
fantasizing
the streets
souls of poor
brokn hearts
broken wings
broken doors
what grandeur ?
tears rainless
downpour


For Someone Who has given me her Shoulders on Loan To Cry On

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