(This is not about Starbucks the ubiquitous; it’s about a certain place, certain personalities, people that know my drink…
transcendentally speaking, my tired mindis tweaking
IloveyouhorriblyIloveyousorelyIloveyouintentlyIloveyourelentlesslyIloveyouweaklyIloveyoumeeklyIloveyoudailyhourlyweekly
without even a call…was it love at all
Eight poets aching for sun
Every dayI ride my bikeI like.
I love you in every long lonely walk homefrom the fall of autumnto the deep quiet of winterthrough the early rising springto the…
If I had chased you downa leafy lane of fall…
I’ve passed through your land and wish to return.I’ve glanced at your face and my home I now spurn.I’ve gazed in your eyes and your will I must…
You, my sweet cherub, invade my night’s restoverpowering me with odors of seraphim blossomsto send me on dreams of hue filled fields…