In your air, I float, tethered by your gaze, moored in your arms . . .
and the vistas before us . . .
are as meadows in spring . . .
as bees alive upon the blooming bed . . .
as clover lush . . .
in the blush . . .
of what is felt . . .
beyond what can be said
5 comments:
Incredible. So, so glad to see you writing again. You are, as you now know, a very talented man. Thank you for sharing your talents with us. I will read as long as you write, and only in my dreams will I ever be as creative and have the ability to write as you do.
It seems you are doing well, so far. I will continue to pray for you as you journey to 're-find' yourself. And of course I am ALWAYS thinking of you. ;-)
TIGHT HUGS
Mwah
Thanks again
hH
I can only agree, this day seems to have been a very good one.
Your words between Em and Trev, utterly delightful (a comment of mine disappeared at FB), and this made me think of shared breath, lips close but not quite touching, a beautiful intimacy to the writing, even flow, soft and luscious and simple and heartfelt. Your writing is always extremely evocative, penetrative, too lovely for words.
Wish you well, send you love.
welcome back~
xo
erin
Good to be back. :-)
Knock on wood.
Look at you go! You're not going to have time to walk me through that park with ice cream! Go for it, Tree.
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