UNTITLED
WALK
WITH ME
SHOULDERS TOUCHING
HANDS HOLDING
THROUGH GARDENS OF BEAUTY
AND DESERTS ON FIRE
LAY WITH ME
INA BED WARM
WITH DROPS OF SUNLIGHT
HOLDING TOGETHER SHADOWS
OF OUR TANGELD BODIES
AND WHEN WE ARE DONE
CLINGING LAST
TO THE SUNLIGHT
SHOULDERS TOUCHING
SAY NOTHING
AND I WILL LISTEN |