Monday, July 7, 2014


I believe I deserve rice pudding with raisins
the handful of cherries
the scotch, bitters & rye

I believe I deserve marshmallow fires
determined kisses by moonlight
and stars in the sky

I believe I can swingdance long after midnight
while smells of October rise & twirl
I believe I can learn to love you like coconut cream pie
there in the morning
two bodies unfurled

I believe
I've not trusted my origin-instinct
nor felt the power of these hands & heart
I believe I've negated all feeling of plenty
in exchange for a treaty of
complacent tarts
I'll learn to love you in prismatic colors
that lean in & hold 
We'll dance often to harmonica coyotes
with tender blue tales of love ancient & bold 

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