Man of Rivers (for Quinton Veal)
Let my breath
wash your broad face
pool in your sepia collarbone
anoint your bread
As you taste
catch the crumbled pieces
mixed with tears
hold them tight
in your calloused palms
vows and roads
are etched in water
I float
‘neath southern moons
in your embrace
murmur lust’s syrup and life
near my heartbeat
and I’ll crone swollen,
dripping peaches
sing forever to your soul
And let our cry be ripened by
the dark Mississippi…
My Man of rivers
Copyright Valjeanne Jeffers 2009 all rights reserved
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