We are the color, the canvas
The breadth, the reach
And the Want-To-Be-Betters
The silver that should never be picked from the gold and painted over
Tag Archives: Silver
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Laugh with me
Help me grow old
Ease me with tales of your gold
Tell me the story of each piece of silver
Their meaning each treasure to you
Laugh with me
Help me embrace
The glitter life’s splayed ‘cross my face
Tell me you’ll seek me, need me, keep me
As we walk in our soul’s shoes
At Ease: A Haiku
The future I see
Blue-green against the silver
The gratitude years
June 2, 2016: A Haiku
Eyes framed with silver
Skin the color of honey
Sandals on his feet
Legs: A Haiku
Silver together
Fueled onward by true-blue love
And Big Bird yellow
May I: A Haiku
May I wake you up
Whispering straight from my dream
I’ve an energy
Huddle: A Haiku
My silvery arms
Around your back-lit shoulders
This is all we need
August Against The Red
Only for me, look up at the black?
Count by 1000’s as you brush your jaw. Be warm?
When you kick up your legs and close your eyes, recount to me the silver you saw?
Oh say, did you find the quiet I lost as August echoed against the red?
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