Late

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Meet me at 

The corner of my mouth and where it meets my cheekbone when I’m smiling hard at you smiling hard 

Join me for tea when

I’m watching when you look down with wonder at your path and you don’t see me seeing you

Hold on with me for dear life later at

The curve of my hip, the bend in my knee and the kink in my toes where they meet your shin for making me wait

For our date

At the corner of my mouth 

Koala Tricks

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One ought not say “no, never”
But never applies to this
Never show up 
With just a heart and a cup 
To the Outback
Uninvited

Should the King of Kangaroos
In royal penmanship scribe
On crazed parchment
Rambling that you be present 
Test the bid for
Eucalyptus 

Honey, Come Home

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The attempt to describe what must only be felt will, at best, leave one longing for proof

It’s the warm, vintage light and the welcome white noise -eager footsteps not shuffling to greet you

There’s the “thank-you-God” eyes and the rules about kisses that apply to goodbyes and hellos

The dinner hour near, it is time to give chase to the table, for the smell of the sauce does compel 

Do you picture the taste, do you sense the good love, do you dare touch the gifts from above

I left the light on, my account is not wrong, but again, you must feel for yourself