Lucien Quincy Senna's Blog

MAY 28, 2011 5:51AM


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For my Kerry Boy

Not everywoman has rose bushes

in a parched May

no rain, only tears

stomped on fleurs, my garden


months passed since I kissed

love's face

his radiance

caressed his farmer's hands

wisps of a his low culchie musings

For the love of God, I would wed him

for no one

has held me, listened or loved me

 as my Kerry boy.

Lucien Senna 2011 All Rights Reserved Copywright 


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