Saturday, January 25, 2020

No Rhyming


In an evening let me make you
feel something new, something different and unexplainable...time to a toddler.

let me touch you, breach you
 in an evening teach you.

In an evening let me make you
find a new color, a new song so that you can sing alone in a car when you decide to finally go home.

let me clutch you, clench you,
in an evening wrench you.

In a morning let me wake you
feel something familiar, something comforting and close...pillow near and blanket warm.

let me sooth you, seize you,
in a morning please you.

In a morning let me find you,
find your favorite motion, your perfect alignment...pillow muffled, sheets on the floor.

let me exhaust you, no cost to you,
in a morning accost you.

In a day let me find you
remembering a morning or an evening tide

Let me catch you, distract you
let me tattoo you.

In a day let me remind you
a bit of a grin with a guilt of sin

let me hold your hand like in a prayer
but let us find altogether rare.

A moment.  a memory. 

A noon, and a night.  a flood, a drip...a memory slipped.  An imprint...fulfillment.

What we bring together.
When together.


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