We are sunsets
Crimson and gold flowering
Mingled
We can speak of
Where the sky meets the ocean
Infinity
I kiss your heart
Untangle my soul
Shuddering
All of this from across the room
Second seat from the back
By the window
You always come in late
And sit by the door
Ready to run
Before I can even say hi
Hows it going?
And get your name...
(#collegecrush, #dreamydaydream--but I did find out his name was joe and we actually talked a couple of times and I just about died then. ~88. 3/89)
ESTÁS LEYENDO
WAITING FOR THE WRITE EXPRESSION
PoesíaWHAT'S NEW: pictures! I finally figured out how to add an image for each poem featuring the fabulous pics of Dean Hyers--he really has an eye for artistic photographs. I am adding them as fast as I can. (7/2024) This is not complete--not until I get...
