Your Clown

Glen Hunter

Your Clown

Those coffee kisses can calm the clouds of my chaos consciousness

Your caress

with words and flesh mesh into one blissful beat

Complete

feeling accepted and whole , body and soul

From the serious to the silly and surreal

Never before did I feel

so at ease in anothers eyes

Even beneath gray skies

That seem to constantly weep

I’m your beautiful freak

Your clown cloaked in a gown of giggles and grins

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