beloved's voice came
clear cross rivers
and cities and lakes
and projects and concrete
and razor wire
greeting me
slick and soft like
he was tryin to
win me over
again
i was open
savoring
each word
as if it were my last meal
on earth
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beautiful! I am so glad you are back.
Niiiiiiiiiiice...
you are dancing!
IW & Lyten: thank you for your comments! *smile*
Geoffery: i certainly am trying. thank you.
Hello sister. Beautiful poem. I hope you and your son are doing well. Many Many blessings~
hey bless,
thank you. we are all doing well!
boy am i glad to hear the poet in your voice again.
i know this feeling well -- listening raptly to your loved ones voice as if nothing else in the world existed...great poem!