Wednesday, April 10, 2013

For you,
a great, big, crashing poem. 
A broad shouldered whisper of a verse.
Ethereal, grand,
an opulent expression.
Epic, like an era for the greats.
Raw, spontaneous;
Like stumbling on an un-infringed upon territory,
like lifting the rock to find the salamanders bunk.
For you, 
A colossal delivery, a mountainous core;
Ageless and fine.
For you,
a great big crashing poem.

A declaration.




e.j.c