She did not come in the morning
to love him as she did before
so he curled inside with desire
yearning to hold her once more.
He searched his heart with repentance
and mulled over all that was in his head
he wished that she’d come just to sooth him
and to love his soul that was sad.
But she did not come in the morning
and the evening found him alone
in the chill of the night he grew solemn
ripping the seeds he had sown.
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©Yakira Shimoni Fulks
November 5, 1999 | Hollywood Hills, California
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