Early Summer eyes
Await the July fireflies
The electric storms
Early Summer eyes
Await the July fireflies
The electric storms
A true champion
Most solid player this side
Of the satellite
Laughter come with me
Down the path from the pain of
What I thought I knew
Wishing with these lines
To ease what hurts, soothe the ache
Cursing wingless arms
I’m thrilled and in love
With the green surprise of you
And how you nourish
Where’s my olive girl
Who takes off her mask for me
And knows mine’s for fun
Happy at mid-day
Glad in the heat of the night
Resolved in the morn’
Things I don’t indulge:
My love of toast. Fairy tales.
Today’s different.
There’s a carved-out pit
of bones and blood, filled with a
loving heart. So smart.