Splatters of Poetry
Saturday, August 26, 2006
[run your fingers]
run your fingers
_____
down
_____
my
_____
spine
your nothing says it all
your
silence
is my:
invitation
_________
to come and get
lost in your dark
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Friday, August 25, 2006
little threads
spin desire in little threads
we pull and
come undone
unweave the sacred
tapestry
which made this house a home.
Come dwell in me again.
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