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.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment