#telephonecall
You taught me a love like I had as I became one with the universe.
You taught me like as if I were the sky. Rays between, above as below.
I meet with the stars, as the sun settles and the moon blooms
Oh sweet prairie, let me lay down
In sweet scents and tickles on my face
Sweet love like a release of air
To be your breath
Our breath
The breath in between.
I long
For you.
Oct 8, 2024
Oct 8, 2024 at 5:35 PM UTC
Um, um, don't let me parse that out yet.
(sonnet #MMMMMMDXLII)
What of the two espressos long gone hence?
Perfection, as lunch' fine spread was t'avail.
Eclipsed in ya, one phone call, aught detail
Was likewise, 'cept our dinner, or the sense
Of fleeting time I grapple for now, whence
Oh me! Now Texas winks at me like's bail,
Ten-gallon hats with crueler heat to scale
Than Lincoln's Land, and lo, a man fr'intents.
It's wonderful to be encouraged fer
All that to fear the LORD. I've missed it too
Long now. To talk together like's not poor--
Of Scriptures--ah, and with a man. I do
But fear now losing what's sae precious, were
It mine to have. Ne coffee's like this brew.
06Aug17b
Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 10:22 PM UTC