Thursday, October 26, 2017

double stars




like the double diamond

i bought for your pendant

i thought the double stars too i own

i mean you, my soul, and your son



my mind, hence, endlessly craved

to light my grotto, my simple life

with your bright light, the laughter

you brought, and your son later



but the lustre in the light

inside the cave of my temple

where brighter memory is venerated

as the creator of poetry is now faded


© henry victor           07.07.2015

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