I’ll never trust your eyes
Always flashing early, often
Happy speaking lies against a good, good heart
I trust the strangers
Never needing to have seen
Somehow know the truth of me
I trust the front-yard flowers, too
Sometimes August-blooming poppies
Just for me, in June instead
You've what cools me
As the purr
Of a hungry cat
Trying not to ask
That kind
Of cool
How you warm me
As I watch
Morning's early dew
Set silent and still
While busy, flying things
Tend to my eyes
In the new of each day
In the impossibly early
Traffic-lights-still-blinking hour
If you dare with me
Pick up the grain of sand that represents some hope
Place it in a place not far
With goal to keep belief’s door
Ajar
Make the wish that others see to do the same
Tomorrow, tonight you’ll say,
Invite the ocean
Oh 1:19am
How you give me the nod
To reach out in the dark
To wish for what’s sweetest
To say what I ought
To at last let go
As I close my eyes
And fall back
Again
We’ve loved since last time
Before we were born this time
I wrote on your skin
I wondered and then
You touched my left eyebrow arch
While you moved magic
When you approach me
Be a poor storyteller
Speaking crazy tales
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