"lay your sleeping head, my love, human in my faithless arm."--w.h.auden his head in angel's sleep was a tilted globe in axis and as we traveled along, i saw the changes of season in his peaceful face. the solitude of winter froze the beauty of his brows one lurch of the bus and his lips' colored spring bloomed a turn toward the south made his summer-kissed cheeks aglow until a halt by the tollways brought his ink-like hair to a fall. what could he have dreamed of before his eyes fluttered wide? was it the pinkest of desire that caused a floral smile? i wish it were a dream of burgundy where grapes are plucked for fermenting and the wine will lose itself in ecstasy.
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