your own
words, your own hands
make something small, love it
with care, watch it grow, realize
your love
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your own
words, your own hands
make something small, love it
with care, watch it grow, realize
your love
your love,
they say, has wings.
Mine -knows no blue air- clings
to worldly pleasures and lives in
small things
small things
permeable
in the spaces between
shelving and window-dressed storefront
resins
resins
are a thing of
the past; fill crevices
join broken hearts with polymers
they're good!
they're good!
the salt-scented
breezes that greeted me,
despite weighted down by heavy
luggage
:)
luggage
handed over
to the concierge made us
free to move around the garden
of love
of love...
must we speak of
love when grey skies loom low,
heavy with rain, and cold wet winds
batter?
batter?
one part ripple
two part triple-decker
fusion -- combine stiffly in rough
placard
placard
caught my eye at
the airport and made me
feel I was not forsaken by
my friends
my friends
surround my car
on a weekend evening
vying for my refreshed wallet
from work
from work
I walk home dull
of heart and mind, a drone
who seeks refreshment with the rose
of love
from work
sincere longing
to leave it all behind
and drive on and on forever
alone
:( you beat me to it!!!
alone
but not adrift,
immersed in white silence,
caught in the irreversible
life flow
How great
Is thou,how great
Is your advice,magnanimity,demeanour and
The most dominant in my life:Your humanity towards me!
God bless.