From when I was born
I’ve believed I’ve owned it. Time.
6:03PM
Whatever the point
I’ve voices, stories in me
He directs my pen
Your lines intersect
Just fine The perfect balance
Of color and smooth
I must watch you dance
At right angles Clean and neat
Shameless Sexy Square
Steel frame teases light
Shadows bid him come hither
Stone dame pulls him back
Morning shadow playing between U.S. Bank Building and Cudahy Tower; Milwaukee, WI
Lanterns each are we
Some light the way for great minds
Some shine on footpaths
…I want you…need you
…I can’t get enough of you
…my lungs…must have you….
And if our gaze meets
Would that the ease in my eyes
Mirror that in yours
Dear Dance: On dark days,
do not fail to blaze a trail.
At my feet…we’ll meet.