Lady baby-
and I love you
ancient times with
urns and scattered
leaves across the breeze
and breath across
your arching neck
and kiss me with
a mother nurtured
her face against the babe
and toes to crunch
sand and ashes
dusting on the hearth
feet on fire's warmth
of chocolate dripped-
melted chips
a melted heart
and soft hands- lovely
intertwined and tugging
the corners of your mouth
with inappropriate laughter
a burst of collision
when I drove all night
to sleep under the skyline
my hands in your hands
under the tie-dye
the ripple of tie-dye
Monday, November 10, 2008
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2 comments:
i dont know what lady and what tye dye you're talking about
but man o man do i miss you.
I miss you too!
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