PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

here I sit all a wobble

stranded in these early afterthoughts

of you

how your memory doth cling

strong burrower of warmth that it is

and how your honor doth bring

the spoils of a glorious renewal

you have me

like  a candy jar

gently lidded over

and here on your desk

I sit

at the ready

opened

but only just so  

for your next

venture in

wonderously reaping

from this rich relation

we've mutually viewed

transponders are we

or so it would seem

to this flaw fitted refuge

we are

strangely I feel

that last vestige of hope

secluded in

each the other's eyes

scary isn't it

just to realize

this small

but oh so important thing

just now

when I can't yet share

with you just how this

feeling feels

ah but soonest

my love

I will..................

( written July 10, 2006 3am)