loving you is easy
give up all the secrets
espinage is abandoned
crackled,
collapsing absurdly
like some old theatre
in good old
Philadelphia.
there are two twin stars
behind your
eyes burning
solar flares
miracles on demand
if you believe
in the soft summer rain
or whatever you've got
can afford to lose
or give up on keeping
after a long day
hang a hook
on your comet's tail
for the ride
and the magic
lift the end of the sky
up like black vail
and
we'll go sailing.
- for Bob
1 comment:
Oh, honey...Thank you for this...and for making this birthday better than I could have ever dreamed of.
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