Song II from Songs to Hurmizah by Georgia Scott
Song II
You sprayed your stars into my sky.
Then, lying spent at my side, you wept. So,
I said “Take one back.” And you did.
With your lips, one was saved.
With your hands, the others spread
a milky way in the night.
Your glory encrusted my head. Warning! This poem may contain suggestive erotic content. Go Back Continue