A Poem by Andrew Rhodes

Line Written on Forgotten Passion


My wide eyes closed tight before they could weep
and I became baffled at the tempted sight
of all the fragments my heart laid 'fore me
when I was no more man than a child.

My lips they trembled red and somewhat flushed
at sounds of the tempest in the nightfall
that came to me amidst the strangest dreams
when I was a boy in a woman's eye.