You should sleep with me

and lines move
Redistrict reality

this is now
Used to be land

On your left
A sandwich

of understanding

those teeth, robed
In those lips

in that smile
under that

sorry readers
crinkley nose

'neeth
starry eyes

pretty geek
sublime

time is not
our friend

just
the collector

Copyright@2018 Dennis Willis

Never seen an apple tree
With crimson and green
Set against sunflowers
On a hot afternoon.

Thé garden is laden with
Visual delight and I move
To gather favourite sights
A waterbutt  blue and white.

Love Mary ***

if i can act like i'm okay, am i?
everything i say can turn into a lie
of course i'm good, it's all fine
where do i have to draw the line
well if i'm really being honest:
(after all i made that promise)
i really want to get better but i'm so tired
i don't want to be awake but my mind's on fire

You said you loved my eyes my smile at night,
You could look at them forever...
You whispered sweet compliments in my ear,
Though I never believe it.
I love the way you make me feel...
Like for the first time in my life I can breathe,
Feeling you hold me close half asleep,
Makes me think maybe there really is such thing as peace....