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:
(onetwo, onetwo,)
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
bare feet--
care full of toes,
nails,
bones...
One day we will walk back to
the same home together,
counting off our steps in
onetwos,
threesandfours.
&write our own lazy waltzes,
in the carpeted cozy of very own living rooms,
not so care full any more of
toes,
whales,
bones...
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Friday, March 6, 2009
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
I fear that
your presence makes my heart pitter a bit too quickly.
And I have held this caution sign for so long, that perhaps the edges have been worn and dampened.
But if you must handle this cardiovascular muscle of mine, please do so the kindest that you ever have.
And I have held this caution sign for so long, that perhaps the edges have been worn and dampened.
But if you must handle this cardiovascular muscle of mine, please do so the kindest that you ever have.
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