Smooth showers...
Morning... The walk was - is -
espresso
Thoughts of him
[revolutionaries...
change]
One streaming tear
drains into his sweet cheek
[true image]
forever sketched in his mind
sweet, complex mind
That tear -
[mine?]
I hear her... [That bird - that one bird -
... only heard...]
I am here!
And he is my gift [rich fudge and peppermint -
layered -
chilled -
perfect]
She says
Remember?
Your favorite
My gift is he [He?]
This is not about...
Us.
I love him. [Him!]
I love us.
Creations are watered
[Dance with me]
into eternity.....
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3 comments:
I like it, Em. Did I understand right that "he" is your cup of iced coffee? (Do tell me if I've got it all wrong.)
I hope you share more poems on the blog here.
Thanks for commenting, Kristina!... I never know what others think of my poetry. I sort of have my own "style." But no, "he" is my husband, and the "she" in there is my mom.
Lol now I see it much more clearly! I did think of your husband first but the fudge/peppermint line threw me off. Regardless, I like your style. Keep writing.
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