Nothing separate
from your presence -
a loft
of abstract pieces,
red wine
rolling off,
falling cold
into winter -
kicking up
emotional notes
beneath the floor boards -
a symphony
of bare feet
cooping
against the fire
illuminates into the night
our small parts of the desert,
its simple reasons,
the manner grasping
into open spaces,
sky country
changing it's seasons
with or without you
~

10/29/2002

Posted on 10/29/2002
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