Dec 17, 2020
1 min read
Delivery
A Poem
As you open your lips to deliver this love injunction, I hunt around for the remote to shut off the TV. I want to focus. I want to be in on what’s you, on what’s going on inside you, tell me.
I will crack open my face, like a willing monk; I will hover around your voice, your crystal delivery, watch for nuance among the corners of your mouth and eyes; I will make my hands available to you, complete your…
