Set Me Free

Please set me free
For I am that abandoned women rootless, 
But never free.
I can scent earthiness on you, it's fragrance unmistakable 
Or Is it the scent of a woman.
Being called home from the streets. 
Entertaining she.. Obsessively 
Like an obsession.   
In his ambiguity unashamedly,
His eyes can not see beyond it.
The tap, tapping on your windowpane searching you
Tap and tapping again you were nowhere I could see
My lonely, wanderings searching that lonely night star.
With your verses of poetry floating through my mind
Each phrase ingrained deeply in my soul
Each and every moment.
As I wish on that dying star crossing my firmament
Whispering your name..In ambiguity..
Walking those lonely streets.
In the night dew, being cherished by you,
I gave you that flower, half opened in moistness of dawn,
Brightening our skies, with the rising star, of the sun.
Your the one that walks those rail tracks
In the distance, I can see you talking writing..
Those chiming bells as you pass..
From some distant church
With me kissing those petals scattered by you.
In your shadow,
I cross the nomadic races of no man's land.
And in the river where I bathe
You came to me with love in your eyes
My senses overflowing my eyes could believe not
Scenting you amongst the trees
In the moistness of the nights dew
Your words filling my mind my very soul
With the phrases, I can not refrain
Or obliterate from my mind
Phrases from the Poet who loves..        
  
  By Connie James.