It’s raining, a good day to spoon somebody... LOL Me? I’m working... but I’m grateful I can work at something I’m passionate about.
Yawl be good, ya heah?
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Nows [no. 17]
Your head demands
a new equation everytime.
One moment
your flexed eyelids
proclaim your mind a vault,
and the final click
of those tumblers is deafening.
But sometimes you give way,
noisily,
flaking rust like the cliche
of a complaining screen door
unaware of its own transparency.
But just now --
this very moment...
I dipped gingerly
into your tender and muddled mind
as into a warm bath
to muse a while,
restore myself,
and soak.
a new equation everytime.
One moment
your flexed eyelids
proclaim your mind a vault,
and the final click
of those tumblers is deafening.
But sometimes you give way,
noisily,
flaking rust like the cliche
of a complaining screen door
unaware of its own transparency.
But just now --
this very moment...
I dipped gingerly
into your tender and muddled mind
as into a warm bath
to muse a while,
restore myself,
and soak.
