Lay with me

Let me paint

You with words

Let me strum

Your hair like

A harp let

Me tap your

Tummy like a

Tympani let my

Fingers dip in

Loves water colors

And draw circles

Across your brow

Down the cliffs

Of your cheekbones

And pool in

The hollows of

Your throat lay

With me and

Let me look

Into your eyes

And see stars

So far away

Yet close enough

To touch stay

Lay with me

Delay with me

Let this night

Last into the

Day with me


It’s being thrown

From the horse

That makes horseback

Riding so thrilling

It’s not trotting

Cantering even galloping

That enchants me

But that sudden

Stark stop when

You’re abruptly airborne

Flailing and uncertain

Where you’ll land

But certain that

You will and

After the bouncity

Bounce bounce you

Then reflect saying

Now that was

One helluva ride

Same with lovers

And with breakups

Oh how I

Do enjoy lovers

But I love

Even more that

Woozy breakup and

Bumpity bump bump

OldTiredWood (the end of Cookie)

And after I

Had gathered the

Wood that we

Are and carefully

Built a teepee

Of timber kindly

Added kindling preparing

For our blaze

You handed me

A box of

Wet matches the

One thing the

Only thing that

I asked you

To bring you

Brought something that

I couldn’t use

So there we

Sat there staring

At what we

Could have been

Knowing that we’ll

Never be that

But rather just

A pile of

Old tired wood