Friday, March 8, 2013


The crisp air
surprises my toes,
exposed, in their
untimely footwear.

I'm eager to share
that air with you.

The clear night
sighs with my breath,
in depth, with bright
sparkling eyes.

I long to stare into
the sky with you.

The low croaks
in chorus with chirps,
comforts, like boats
my heart just floats.

I can't wait to listen
to the night with you.

The wet dirt
and metallic scent
relents, with the first
healing of hurts

I look forward to tasting
each breath with you.

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