moonlight
skitters across
the floor, onto the bed
and across my face as i wait
for what?
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moonlight
skitters across
the floor, onto the bed
and across my face as i wait
for what?
for what?
Please don't ask me;
it's your own life and world
live the way as you may prefer
to have
to have
art lodged in my
soul incite a riot
of incendiary color
banquet
banquet
in your honor
I'll hold every year
Oh, my fat hen keep laying eggs
golden!
Golden
aspen hillside,
your Winter masquerade,
Colorado, I can hear you
whisper
whisper
stay awake while
we remember back, once,
to that time I didn't miss you...
kiss me
Kiss me
before my dream
ends, before I wake to
the reality of being
alone.
alone
in this deepened
mystery....wait for what?
a ripe plum, a finished novel,
and you
and you,
you'll never see
how much this means to me...
open your eyes and look at me,
happy
happy
and expectant
knowing the best years are
still ahead and preparing my
best smile
Best smile --
reflecting warmth
of a loving heart. A
heart all should aspire to have -- sans
malice.
malice
in a teacup
over-steeped, stain-darkened,
leaving a dark slash of anger
on lips
On lips,
shine the moistures
of passion or raindrops,
the red drop that says danger or
submit
submit
within seascapes
give up all to the crash
of waves -- monuments to the night's
fury
Fury
becons me, as
a moth to love's flame. For
if not embraced, I'll not have lived
at all.