slipping away from sleep
thoughts thatch a bridge
unannounced
to your door
yet again
I pet your memory
recalling
the fierce embrace
of your every word
said
and or written
to me
you grow your beauty
deeper and deeper
into the soil
of my soul
which makes me cry
when by your own admission
directly and indirectly
I do the very same
to you and yours
what other word could
we possibly use
than
we have become
impossibly
'Tethered'
in glorious interlock
ever unto
each other........................
(April 2, 2009 855pm)