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
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!