fill with pages / words divine / the meekest flower of my heart / a niche, a shelter / from thunder falls / and whispers softly how it loved / in darkness flooded / angels float / and oceans fill and spill, no end / to the infinite ends of the universe trek / follow in my humble path, I’m torn / I’ve left a trail of leaves or words / and birds that follow me no more / a landscape / a wicked verse / an empty bed / a heart / a whore. - © 2003 Eduardo De León
