I feel all the pages,
Though sunken with wages,
They stick, they amble, and drag.

Your skin, silver laden,
So draws me, in cadence,
I hope, in your form, time may lag.

I lay thee, the lovely,
And touch-pray the subtlety,
My kissing your spirit in rags.

My fingers pick chordly,
And tone-know you shortly,
Symphonious expanse with no lack.

I see where I fit,
As a leave among sticks,
And you, the soil
Giving way to the Sun.

Turn my color adaptation.
You, the brilliant rose variation.
Ever spinning, till our meetspokes find,
"We're the One."

Shake the wake tree,
Jungle cat pretty.
You're pushing the grab for truth.

Your foot spring strength,
Your spirit frame length.
A new day closer,
            to knowing your "you".

Green fairy providing,
The long lip sliding.
With thoughts passing
Words and naught.

But what do they mean,
These elephant screams?
Except that I'm ok
In knowing self ought.

The tandem machine,
Is rocking horse clean.
The Give and the Take
......is breath.

We ride symbiotic,
This Life so melodic.
I'll not see my Energy changing,
......as death.

Show what you've drawn.
Love what you've known.
Come to the meeting,
With nickels and bows.

Lighten your graces,
Smile in the Thorns.
I'll swim in your blue hues,
But drown in your warms.

Won't you pull at my tongue,
With my jaw slamming shut?
That double-edged wit of regret.
Won't you blank out my mind?
These signed waivers of time.
No muse would I more happily bed.