Something different with the heart
Cut and without borders
Snowflake-like to allow a freedom to breathe
Okayness to flow as it wills
Crackers, bananas
See sweet sugar chocolate replaced
The good-will of green with sunset orange
Red -May we see red not again
Flowers I promise
Because you hold them so dear
Flowers I promise
I want our alone
Damn it how you talk to me
As if I were yours
i’m wasting a wish
but it feels worth it to me
i wish you nearer
I’d give much, save the sun
To watch what he’d have said -what he did say-
About all this
And where he looked when he said it.
What thoughts too, do the others share from the bottom of their dear hearts
-would you ever share them with me?
You. What about you?
Sit down, slap the ground and bid me come near.
What do you need me to know?
A screaming Eagle
Has made this life most perfect
It’s not what I saw
Who longs, as the finest silk ought
To leave go all the soft-touch
To join the rugged from the far-reaches of the closet
To assume the trudge daily through crystal-cold streams
A bandera, of sorts
Rambling top speed, East to West, then Eastward again, down an unattended-to thoroughfare
The most subtle of beacons guiding the eager to new heights
Then, after God-willed extra innings
To be the edges of the seat, rounding third wide, photo finish, face first slide into home
I confess
I do need the few things that I want
For they’d help me to walk less only
My heart put to the test
The more longish glance
The brush of a hand
Some help small or grand
And of course, that last dance
Reserved though this is, for the rest
Each time I’ve kissed you
You’ve asked me to take it back
And to disappear
It was not
To pull me in close
To wrap ’round me
To span my skin
The gift -the reaching out
It was
To lift me higher
To steady me
To redeem my heart
