July 2009
4 posts
For You
I love you like a bridge spanning west to east, a suspended road that keeps going to where blacktop meets sky. You move me like that, as a moon seems to trace its path among the stars illuminating spaces that could not be without it. I am crazy as a satellite to be near you. For when I am, it is as if my heart tattoos the song you are made of through my sternum and into my very bones. And I like...
