to
give the best of us to believe in loving us as some feeling upbuilding us. such
deconstruction or raving leitmotiv some doorknob to excellence. or perfect for
passion so light in feathers such miracles in love. upon a mayfly or fearing
pirates so sundown together. to look at body to sense eyes to crack up
laughing. to adore me to love soul while humor seems gray. those outsiders
those miseries those welts. a crypt of decisions, a tomb-knot, as never to
leave your side. a bipolar man a field hand so lost in you. emitting radiance
such glistening royalty so moist in midsummer. outside looking in so much
better in you so alone when you breathe. to need every increment to need those
songs where chords are like magic; so close to our knees a woman knowing love
to teach an old wizard. so succinct so deliberate playing dozens. a scent of
jasmine an air of jasper a jolt to die for. so breathless as returning
deathless to arrive at our resurrection; so late for tribunal such spirit in a
rose if but to live so endearing it cuts. (Love awoke crooked such breath with
me as it felt normal; as not to need airs or perfection, an off day is
sentimentality.) sallow tulips a poetry essence while so far behind you;
running to catch winds a friend like you such doubt I must deserve you. by
grout or pain by love or angst so deep inside it aches to brushwork. so filled
in cries so threshed in terrors as souls scratching and laughing and asking for
heaven’s name. so ashamed at that moment a chin tugged where it felt wonderful to
die in you. by strength by raids so abandoned to our fire. unshod or revamped
to never give up!
