A morning’s warmth of future days, and youPosted: December 2, 2007
A morning’s warmth of future days, and you
Across that field of words we know, and know
Together that potential energy of quickness
Of lines, drawn lazy and untroubled by.
These hours spent with nothing more than voices
Nothing more than each vibration felt
Across that field of words created by
Each and every kiss that prays our days.