Monday, February 21, 2011

She's my favorite poet
(and I love the way she:
Tastes
Sounds
Smells
Moves
Radiates
Touches
Feels
Breathes
Resounds
Glides over this world to meet me in space/time
Holds me like she's mine
(Devours me like I was a vampire's wine
Like I was wedding cake)

(and nobody sees a word she writes
and I hunger for her lines of every kind)

1 comment:

  1. You are a rocker. Keep holding it down brother. The soul is so bright that the words can barely contain it.

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