for Carmen
I am the softness of butterscotch mornings,turning you away from the dark,the…
The Door-fitter was quite tall, I remember thinking — some practical luck for a man that fits doors all day — and when…
Cute as a bundle of four legged joy, you would be forgiven for not quite understanding my tremulous…
Some day soon I hope to lie awake with the moon and share in pillow talk of opal dreams.
Door ajar,
We held space sacred as weIn the hushed silence livingBetween our gentle breathsCarved silent memories