Animal-Vegetable

Thoughts of you stalk me
from the tall grass of my dark mind.

I spy your silhouette on moonbright nights
and glimpse your eyes flashing green
which is not their daytime color.

Sometimes I reach for you
unblossomed bud of phantom lustflower.

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Published by

Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner

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