Read. Write. Repeat. Aspire to be a Janitor.
For that first glance, the second embrace
The third gasp for air-I’ve waited too many years.
Who knew that such a distance would bring us closer
Than ever before? Deciding the next words
To say that wouldn’t be as shallow as pleasantries
Exchanged between former lovers seem more difficult
Than my books and lectures and therapies
Prepared me for, walking through step by step.
It’s what the wind whispered to the grass,
What the sparrow sang to the morning dove-
Words of love and sorrow mingled eternally together.
Sigh once more and smile again,
Breathe deep the air perfumed with honeysuckle;
Say we’ll be in each other’s hearts.
Forget-me-nots brush against your ankles
And that will be your name every day from now.
Close your bright blue eyes and rest your head
On my lap; I’ll brush the hair from your face
As I gaze on the spot where your forehead
And nose fall together in unison, dancing within
All that I hold dear about our silence.
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