Poems from Charlene Callahan
The clouds detach themselves from the sky
and bind their bodies to the ground
Creating dew drops dropping down the grass
To awake in a fog...
Her hand danced on water
Her feet like a ballerina's
That smile reflects beauty
Her skin flawless
How could she be real?
Did she come out...
Have you seen the sun?
It's an ever dimming light
Hydrogen at its finest
Waiting to burst
We fly towards it, I fly
You're the sun
I'm the...
Reconstruct this heart
The one she tore apart
She reached into my chest
Right between my breast
Took hold of the beating thing
Her eyes...
Your eyes are dark-
close to black
They reveal so much-
when you don't hold back
Your touch softens-
your hands rough
I know you won't hurt...