your green ribbons laced with thorns
and was relieved that your threatening
presentation was so beautifully exaggerated.
I touched…
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Water, crystal, sand or sunshine,
sawdust, cotton, land or lightening–
What are we really made of?
Forest Faerie
If I were a sweet little faerie
I’d live close to the forest leaves.
I’d lasso a lovely monarch
and fly free on the afternoon breeze.
Early Evening
Sunset daisy reaches for a little more light
in the early evenings of November.
Little pup…
I love you all the more for the happiness you rest upon her .
Have a seat…
and tell me about your past–
tell me how you go about your days,
how you’ve gone about your life
in the frigid silence that halts my beating heart.
Tarantula
The feelings you inspired in me may have been
completely irrational, however I enjoyed the primitive fear
that crawled up my spine upon seeing you sauntering
leisurely across the parking lot.
Looking Through Portholes
Pour me a drink, offer me a smoke,
read me a book, take a gentle nap
and let’s watch the rain dance on the water.
Canyon Crow
Meet me at the northern rim of my dreams.
Orchids
I see you at the grocery store, beside bright lemons
and across from deep green avocados. Under humming fluorescents,
you stand regally, striking a serpent pose of superiority.
Imagine the ancient Aztec warriors’ delight in a days
exhausting search for your delectable beauty.
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