You loved her better than he ever could,
resting my ear quietly on your boyish chest,
counting off the beats: (onetwo, onetwo)
of your well-tempered heart.
Pairing blades of grass:
greens & yellows.
I am sorry for this.
For hurting you with
innocent onetwos, and lazy waltzes
over your papa`s hard-wooded floor,
tapping out the beat with
care full of toes,
One day we will walk back to
the same home together,
counting off our steps in
&write our own lazy waltzes,
in the carpeted cozy of very own living rooms,
not so care full any more of