Tend to me
Like a thirsty garden once forgotten
Sing to me
Like a crying infant, pure and innocent
Hug me
Like an old friend years after
Look at me
Like an abstract painting, more complex with each glance
Touch me
Like the the cold steel strings of your guitar
Love me
Like you did before

I dance with the pen;
it leaves my hands all
inky.

they say it may rain a little here tomorrow

with an icon of a cloud with drops

so i may go to blaenau

a while to stand on slate

to breathe

meanwhile awake from four am

upside down

with lunch at nine
etcetera

have a photo
of a bonnet

for you

A big exhalation.
Time turned on.
Life awoke.

~
A mix of
Startoucher
And Venus in furs

A minor astronomical event
Between luminous beings

Timean sparkles
Fast atoms escape

And in their wake
Baby satellites to bear
~

I mistook you for a glass,
When I poured all my love
Into you

Many lives were burning in darkness much after the Sun had disappeared from the horizon.