Zen Poetry

This entry was posted by Oldwvpoet on Monday, 25 January, 2010 at

Let it fill you
as water pumped
into a cistern.

Let it kiss you
while caressing your neck
like a lover

Let it wake you
from comfort
and leave you

Let it whispers to you
a voice within your head
that you question.

Let it haunt you
causing you to jump
at the least little sound

Let it write you


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