Come again

Like the sunshine, streaming

Or a woman’s supple breasts.

Like the daylight, fading –

Only to come, again.

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Like the carriage, travelling freely

Or the girl’s first legal drink.

Like the roses, blooming

And its thorns cut from the stem.

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Like the water, overflowing

Or the fountain, trickling, still.

Like the shopper with her chattels

And the smile that she sent.

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Like the player dropped a second time

And the coach that won’t admit.

Like the flooding waters, heaving

And communities that went.

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Like a lithesome finger, softening

And his lips touching hers

Like a sensual encounter

And complaints that they will vent.

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Like a firm foundation

That moves at nature’s curse.

Like a tower, struck, that tumbles

Like a message has been sent.

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Like retraction of a comment

After it’s been said.

Like a man who doubts his wisdom

And knows his time isn’t yet.

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Like an hallucination

Was it real or just a dream?

Like an imagination –

Creativity will get

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You in the end – whenever

She may come to you.

Unknowingly, considered

When he said;

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Come unto me, join me

In the palace in the sun

A river built for you to walk across

Two hands joined as one.